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by Amanda May 4, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
It pours on me Endlessly... You left a puddle The day you walked out my life Leaving the worst storm- No weatherman can predict Knee-high-boots & raincoat Still keep me wet No umbrella high Or large enough, Can protect me Loneliness has been my priority For introducing myself to the Sun Is no longer necessary When you walked out that door Your last appearance Was the only glow I've ever needed The rain has become a fascination For it understands my pain It cries like I do And never ends It pours on me Endlessly... -Amanda
by Rose not your average
Nice job!