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Blue October



Blue October and the rain was slowly falling
listening to the sounds of my mother loudly calling
solid, spilling, silver, splashing on my face 
dripping down, caressing my skin like lace.

Passing the threshold feeling the warmth in the air
taking a seat in dad's leather arm chair
watching the red flames simply crackle and rise
feeling the warmth welling up in my eyes.

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  • Angelflower
    September 20

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    why is it making me cry?! I could trully see him sitting there!!! omg, I don't know if I can read anymore of his poems! but I know that my heart would break if I didn't!