Blood in the Rain
Blood in the Rain
Every drop of rain is a moment of our history
Every smile, tear, and word.
Our first kiss
Our last good-bye
to the ones we love.
Any thought is formed into a perfect droplet.
Any apology hits ands mists; leaving a reminisce of our plight here.
The history of our souls stays for but a short while.
The sun will dry the earth of our memories.
And the thunder will hush our sobs.
And we will forget the reason for the rain.
By Rebekah Faith V.
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was that my life
looking back now
so fast we run
that we forget
to stop and dance
RFV
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