Your memories sticks all over me like mud
I remain unclean as long as you're in my mind
Stained white sheets All over my floor
A breath of hope walks out my door
You tarnished my plain white walls
Now every good thing is unnoticeable
I need to forget about you in order to be clean;
To be able to roll in clean sheets again.
I need this revival to begin
I need you to wash me clean.
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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...
