My Poems: The Story of Your L...

By InkButterfly

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[COMPLETED] My first collection of poetry. There are 50 poems: I hope you enjoy it. It was the story of my l... More

Thank You
When Friendship Ends
It's Not All About You
Sorry
Addiction
Internet Love
Questions and Answers
Don't...
Seriously
Mistakes
Can You See?
Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Do You Ever Think of Her?
Gone
Goodbyes
Nothing Makes Sense
A Tribute to Coffee
Beauty
I Think It Would Be Refreshing
Betrayed
Look Away
Free...
The End
You Are Dead To Me.
Sins
Memories
Who Am I?
Stay Close...
Words
Never Thought You'd Be The One...
Tribute to the City
The Downfall of Depression
A Simple Mistake
Do What You Want
Just One Word
Suicide
Emotions
Three
Little Bit
Little Word
I've Been There
It Will Be Okay, They Say
You Want To Know My Story?
Just Smile.
The Truth?
Wishes
My Thoughts, My Problems
Hey, Soul Brother
Listen For One More Time...

Drip, Drop

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By InkButterfly

A/N: Imagine a tap dripping to a pulse in the background, it gives a better effect :) Also it's pretty depressing so if you're happy..don't read it!

"Just because her eyes don't tear, doesn't mean her heart's not crying." - Unknown

Drip, drop,

And so they fall

Until there's no-one

There at all.

Drip, drop,

I start to cry,

I don't think they will

Ever dry.

Drip, drop,

I try to stop,

Instead for bloody

Marks they swap.

Drip, drop,

They fade away,

They won't come back no

More they say.

Drip, drop,

I wipe them back,

They lied to me, I

Can't lose track.

Drip, drop,

They've disappeared,

Now there's nothing

More to fear.

Drip, drop,

I think I'm wrong,

Now there's no place,

I belong.

Drip, drop,

I cannot cry,

The life I'm living

Is a lie.

Drip, drop,

The tears are red,

The next day you will

Find me dead.

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