She ran away towards the lighthouse in Georgia,
Because she couldn’t do much in Atlanta,
So she tried to bring them home.
She went out alone.
Her eyes poured like rain,
Thunder in her voice reminded me the same.
Her hurricane smile taught me some good,
Told me to do everything I could.
I let her go back,
But she never came back…
Her silhouette shown more character than she could,
And she left me there, I never understood.
Author notes
Hmm its okay, I wish it were better...
Any good?
Comments
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Wonderful
Very well done. Best of luck in the contest.
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I love the line "her eyes poured like the rain". Wonderful take on the prompt, best of luck in the contest.
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whisper
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