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Fallen
January 14, 2011
Drip drop, drip drop.
My tears fall like silent bombs. Each one has a story to tell.
As they fall to the floor I recognize that it means nothing to you anymore.
I'm sorry for the mess I have caused.
'I'll be gone soon enough, so don't fret too much now. Out of sight, out of mind, right?'
After I thought that, I woke up in a foreign place. I lay in this bed unsuccessful and listen to the beeps of the iv taps.
Drip drop, drip drop it shall always remind me of you.
© Gretchen L., Edina, MN
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casielynnxoxo SILVER said...
on Feb. 8 2011 at 9:00 pm
I like this a lot, I really like your use of similies haha.
