My Heartbeat
Kristina, Age 14, Owens Cross Roads, AL

Drip, drip, my tears hit the ground
as my heart beats, drip, drip, drip...

A tear for the friends i left behind,
and one for the home so far away.
One for the people that try to help,
One for the ones that hurt me,
and one for my pain.

Drip, drip, my tears are no longer water,
it's my own blood, you hurt me and
now my blood stained face
will always be remembered.

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