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Tears,
Shatter.
The floor,
Cracks.

Against the splashes,
You hear them splat.
Your heart beats furiously.
The girls heart breaks.

She falls.
Eyes shut.
The hits,
Leave cuts.
Her smile,
Vanished.

Against her own will,
She lashes.
Screaming,
"Mother, no!"
sometimes the rain decides
to rip the sky apart
reminding me of the confusion
that's sometimes in my heart
or other times it drowns out
the words i wish i had said
reminding me of the chaos
unfurling in my head
sometimes i like the rain because it understands
how badly i need it to wash away the day
and gives me hope that
if the world can feel like this too,
maybe i'll turn out okay.
Sometimes
You feel you are being buried
When you are simply being planted
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