The Rain

By Verity Valentine

Mon, 07 Apr 2014

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A sleepless night

My sickness stirs

The sadness swells

Petite Fleurs

 

A lick of paint

A finger mark

A faint whisper

In the dark

 

Melancholy

Feeling is numb

Holding on hope

All is done

 

Stars fade away

Morning calls

Engines pass by

The rain falls

 

 

 

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