Thursday, March 19, 2009

A New Dawning Comments

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I am standing on the street in the pouring rain,
My makeup gliding down my cheeks like rivers gushing from my heart.
My hair is wet, plastered to my face; I am screaming curses to his name.
The pages of his letters are all around me, that I’ve torn apart.
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Kate Rob
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