Walking In the Rain
She hears the chug a chug of the moving bus
Watches as the raindrops fall easy onto glass
Such a long despair she sprouts out of the bus
Her heart is tight eyes the color of blown glass
from the deepest depths a song sings
lamenting in a circle of one soul l
in the pain of reality a bell sings
pulling on the cords ding ding from the soul
Copyright © Liam Mcdaid | Year Posted 2013
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