competition: words (love or hate): best original poem
entry: Im Not a Poet ; but I try by alex102392
i stare out in the freezing weather,
tiny taps of rain soil my body,
i slowly get soaked,
not making any sudden movements,
admiring the gray dreary weather,
oh it looked just like my life,
i stand still reluctant to move,
the thoughts of him race though my mind,
my broken heart throbs,
like an open wound slowly gettin infected,
i take a deep breath and slowly begin walking again,
continue glaring at the sky,
lick the dirty rain from my lips.
and say goodbye
tiny taps of rain soil my body,
i slowly get soaked,
not making any sudden movements,
admiring the gray dreary weather,
oh it looked just like my life,
i stand still reluctant to move,
the thoughts of him race though my mind,
my broken heart throbs,
like an open wound slowly gettin infected,
i take a deep breath and slowly begin walking again,
continue glaring at the sky,
lick the dirty rain from my lips.
and say goodbye
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