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In a sea of sorrow,
My sadness was born.
She lived in the night,
And died in the morn.
She fell from her bed,
And looked ever so drear.
Her face was so sad;
That's why they named her Tear.
- by Emmelodi100 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/27/2009 |
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- Title: A Riddle(Number One)
- Artist: Emmelodi100
- Description: I decided to start a series of metaphors describing simple things in life.I just thought of this one.
- Date: 06/27/2009
- Tags: riddle number
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