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drizzle.

rain
traces the veins that jut
along my fingers

and
drips me wet and cold.


i freeze
under the blue skies that cry.

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  • Beauty Of Silence
    November 13, 2008

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    your last line blew me away. i love the last stanza. perfect ending.

    blue skies that cry. WHERE DID YOU COME UP WITH THAT!?!? u fascinate me sometimes. okay all the time (dont rub it!!!)

    i lo.lo.lo.lo.ve this poem


  • transit
    November 12, 2008

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    ooo

    The imagery is beautiful and the background fit perfectly. The theme is melancholy and it seems to fit this day all too well.

    I love that nature made its way deeply into this poem. what an amazing way to end it!

    loveees,
    transit~