Tears No More
The sound of rain drops,
Pouring like pop,
Only tear drops,
Rolling down my skin,
Building up from within,
All this water,
Achieving nothing at all,
Gliding slowly in line,
And nothing,
Is on my mind..
Pouring like pop,
Only tear drops,
Rolling down my skin,
Building up from within,
All this water,
Achieving nothing at all,
Gliding slowly in line,
And nothing,
Is on my mind..
This Poems Story
Just quiet thoughts.
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