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Missing Tears

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Trickle, trickle drips of tears
scars and pain from many years
the lost of loved ones
the last of the ever rising sun
The hands of care
the claws of fear
reds of flame
dont no who to blame
caring of hearts
the ending or a life starts
cant stay here for much more
i cant take no more
im sorry im gone now
i will survive the darkness some how
dont lust for me just be brave
and your lifea and soul will soon be saved
i miss you, and i always will

By: Arihia Peni 14 yrs Paeroa