Bloody Tears

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    Bloody Tears
    She couldn't sleep
    Something was nagging at the back of her brain
    Reaching under her matress until she found her razor
    She put the small metal blade to her wrist...
    She stuck her razor back under the matress
    She let her wrist go bloody
    One Tear raced down her cheek
    And she did that everyday

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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