The Rain = You - Poem by kayla fountain
the rain drops sliding down my cheek
i think of you
now i stand hear letting the rain soak my inner feelings
i see the reflection in the puddle
my eyes swollen and red
i feel like falling to the ground
i though this was were you wanted to be
but now its too late and i will be distant
and there will be no memory of you in my mind
the rain reminds me of you and how you hurt me
i'm not trying to make you feel bad!
but now i'm doing what you did to me with you
what am i doing? ?
it felt like every thing was perfect! !
but now were nothing
i feel like what else can i do
the rain falls off my cheek and falls into my hand
i'm trying to get the memory of you out my mind
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