Stained

By Felicia •
Her tear stained cheeks
tell many story's
that will never wash away
And her bruised arm is a
constant reminder of
what will never change
so tell me now
what then does she
have to live for?
By Felicia •
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good job. once again, I think it might need a little more.
good poem.
love this poem, it's really good.keep up da good work.
p.s check da spelling on last line lol
Thank you i never noticed that