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And Then Will Come Soft Rain
Crystal tears falling, from my almond shaped eyes You paint fake smiles, full of love across your face Everyone seeing a loving mother, holding her child's little hand, so she won't get lost But you could care less about me, when we are alone Bruises cover my body, your words stab at my soul kindness, a foreign feeling to me, love a distant memory My heart aches at the love I still feel for you, and at the growing hate Seething hate, blooming now Till it engulfs me, swallows me whole Silently I scream, alone Oh Mother, can't you feel my pain, Crystal tears falling, from my almond shaped eyes Mixing with the soft, summer rain This poem was written with my friend mommyspumkin Please take the time to rate her site also, Thanks
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