Stains On the Glass
Specks of rain resting on the
Glass
Only remind me of stagnant tears
Solid they stay stuck there
As if they came from no eyes
No wind will move them
Nor will they be washed away
The sun is out
I can still see the shadows of those tears
Copyright © Karina Jane Gibbs | Year Posted 2020
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