As days go bye and tears for in my eyes,
I cry because she is not in my sight,
I want to do well but I want to fight,
Since we’ve got together,
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I love her I don’t care about her race, I cry every night and feel like blood running down my cheeks, Because I can not see her, you shouldnt care about her race if you love her. the blood running down your cheeks is a great image for your reader. this gets your emotion across well, very sad. good job. Becca
Beautiful poem. Sad though, but it prove how much you loved her, which is sweet.