Acid Raindance

January 26, 2011
By AllieLanoue BRONZE, Webster Groves, Missouri
AllieLanoue BRONZE, Webster Groves, Missouri
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Your heart, my heart.
Yours and mine.
From boundless roots they intertwine.
These weeds, born from hollow grains,
Seep poisons from their gentle veins.
Our hearts succumb the pain above,
To imbibe the acid rain of love.
The burn, the hurt, the unknown worth.
We reign through ruthless downfall.


The author's comments:
I wrote this in the car coming home from Kansas City. I was inspired by many things--family, weather, a boy, and just life. I think poetry is one of the great wonders of the world. It says so much, yet so little, and it holds its own importance to each reader.

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