The rain is echoing
in my head,
bringing up memories
better left forgotten.
The wind howls
outside my window.
Its screaming my name,
its shrieking in pain,
and still the rain
keeps falling down.
Drop
by
drop
it will drown us all.
It wont stop
until we cease to be.
Author notes
morose musings on a rain drenched night
Comments
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GREAT POEM!
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VERY GOOD
Sad yet sweet, loved to read it.
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this is an awsome poem...=)
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