She broke down with the slightest blow of air.
Carrying dreadful messages and despair.
Cheeks stained by unwanted tears,
Carrying out the screams of sadness and fears.
Her eyes told so much more than her words ever will,
She would breakdown and the world would stand still.
Messy hair, quivering lips, and a viciously loud mind,
a masterpiece, something rare, she will find the light.
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Drops of Poetry
PoetryDrops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from wher...
