July 2, 2016
By oconnell2 BRONZE, Cincinnati, Ohio
oconnell2 BRONZE, Cincinnati, Ohio
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It was silent that morning

when the pitter patter of the rain 

quietly hit the windows

and made the street begin to glisten.

and it's strange to think

something so beautiful 

could ruin something so important,

but that's how people were, right?

The prettiest ones are the ones 

with the power to break your heart.

The author's comments:

Maybe this poem will make you think of someone, and maybe it won't. Maybe we have similar stories, and maybe we don't. However, I hope the prettiest person you know doesn't break you like mine did. 

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