She is a moon, hiding behind the clouds of rain,
Shining with a light so beautiful and grey.
She is a carefree mess,
With scars behind a cute face,
Blue hues and light rain…..
She was once a girl with dignity and grace.
Now the rain cracked above her,
Numbing the thunder she was before.
Fire is gone, with the cold droplets of water so wrong.
I let her not see scream,
On a midnight so clean.
Nasty are the scars that she carries,
Nasty is the air she breaths in….
But the droplets flow from her reach,
Into the unknown tears of misery.
A girl once so beautiful as the moon,
Is all called but rain and gloom.
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Silly Little Things
PoetryA masterpiece of tragedy... Something Funny, Something Stupid, Something Lovely, Something Sad, The Silly Little Things I had. •~~~• P.s- Poems by one and only me ;)
