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by Hali Cararnza Mar 30, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
No water comes in No water goes out Life's seems dim I want to shout There's not even a trickle Not one drop maybe if I flip a nickel The water will flow nonstop As minutes turn to hours And hours to days I see no flowers For days and days Then one day they came Tons of dark clouds They brought the rain And I finally had the strength to shout