miranda gray Poems

I feel it on my skin, as it comes down.
It is wet and very cold, they call it rain.
Standing soaked in your yard, can you see me frown?
Why do you enjoy putting me through this pain?
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Steel and beautiful 
Always duitful
I miss you my friend
You brought my pain to an end
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I sit here Thinking back
Letting the water hit my back
I run the tub full 
Feel the pain pull
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I look at her as she reads her book
I can't imagine her reaction to this look
I look at her with hate
I look at her with pain
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Take out my brain and replace it with marbles
Because to you I was never smart enough
Take off my legs and replace then with noodles
Because to you I was always to clumbsy
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