Her Last DropHer last drop She hurts and they laugh, They play like shes their craft, A dot of pain is enough, When it drips into an overfilled cup, A heart that finally stopped, She has now dripped her last drop.

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She hurts and they laugh,

They play like shes their craft,

A dot of pain is enough,

When it drips into an overfilled cup,

A heart that finally stopped,

She has now dripped her last drop.

  • Author: Road Runner (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 15th, 2022 09:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: I Thought about how one thing can push someone over the edge.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 7
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