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Through the window a tear stained face crys to the rain,
The dark clouds above can not cover her pain.
Thoughts of hurt clash with each flash of thunder,
The storm of grief threatens to pull her under.
Her eyes a deep color of crimson blood red,
The fire shall soon consume her and she will be dead.
Her heart in tatters her soul a shattered puzzle of hurt,
Her self-esteem has been dragged through so many layers of dirt.
As lightening flashes across the sky her blood red eyes are now filled with revenge,
She sits by the window plotting her murders torturous end
By Joon Suk Hong