Rain Poem by Quantel Smith

Rain



Leaving now away from the clouds drifting through air
Though my life is short and unfair
As I drop from the heavens above I see the there is no love
500 ft from the ground go extremely fast paced down as I hit the pavement in the grass my soul and life has already passed.

Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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