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The Rain
The rain,
It falls upon my face
Blending with my tears,
The tears,
That fall,
Are for you,
But you will never care,
You will never glance my way,
And see how much I want,
for your smile to be for me,
Instead of someone else,
The storm it rages on,
And yet I feel no cold,
Nor can I ever really feel the sun,
The numbness,
overtakes me,
Just when I think I'm fine,
And so it will be,
That I am right here,
And as you are passing by,
You will not look into my eyes,
For you know what you will see,
The misery,
That is killing me,
And slowly,
Oh so slowly,
My heart is hardening,
So that one day,
When you do want me,
It is you I will not see.
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I almost forgot to read your poem. Too much work and my intention was lost. You are truely gifted. You crawl deep inside yourself and pull out the deep thought and emotion that defines your writing. I remember little flower from long ago. Keep it up little flower, do what you love and love what you do. That is a gift from Him. love Papa