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Jun 2015
My memory is damaged and short lived
But when you're scent became a drift
I looked out my window
Hoping you would be there
Your scent so powerful
INHALE
____________
It revived our last call to my mind
You told me it would be fine
I told you it was going to be like the movies
And that I would be your beauty
But
The rain has stopped
The pain is real
And
I missed your kiss
Where has my beast disappeared
_________
As I look out my window
It begins again.
I hear the dance
drip
drop
drip
drop
Like the sound of a clock
The rain has come back
For a second chance
I'm a theater person, so I am reading this a certain way. I'm sure others can read it differently than I imagine it to be read and still like it. But thats why it is split up into three sections
Written by
GGRamone  New York
(New York)   
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