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Drip, drop Drip, drop The rain pours down Soaking your clothes Drowning out any sound Drip, drop Drip, drop Tears slide off your cheeks and to the ground Masked by the rain sliding down your face as well The corners of your mouth turn upwards Because you know your secret will never be found Drip, drop Drip, drop

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 6/2/2018 6:30:00 PM
Hello Kyla, I have enjoyed your poem.It is nice to meet you. My tears are the rain drops on the window pane. Have a nice evening my friend.
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