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Tears for the rain

Dripping like a faucet
From your pretty face
more clear than a crystal
the ever falling rain
 
Carried by the clouds
around this big old world
filling up the ponds and lakes
that fill your ever greedy glass
 
Never stops flowing through the busy streams
just as your blood runs through your skinny veins
You take it for granted
kill it with your waste
 
What if it stopped never to come again
Would it scare you as much as the selfish thought
of your strong sturdy heart rotting away with the night
 
Dripping  like a faucet
from your pretty face
More murky than the mud
the ever falling rain

(2014)

New to sharing my poetry, opinions would be great!!!!

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