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Gravel under my feet
Crunch.
The sound being blocked out,
By the wind
Howling like a lost dog.
Rain splatters on my head
And soaks through my jeans.
I walk, hunched over
Hiding my face from the pelting rain.
My tears run my makeup.
I can blame the rain.
I feel alone,
Unwanted.
Orange light spills from the houses
Street lights illuminate the small droplets,
That pour from the sky.



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