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Dec 2015
A drop of water falls from the storm
Descending from above a feared road
As it falls on the window of a room
It meets its fate on the way down.

A drop of water falls from the bags
Drowned out by the endless, single beep.
As his heart fails from his illness
His soul meets its fate on his way down.

A drop of water falls from the eyes
Brown Hazel eyes that gaze on him.
Loving him and yet full of hate
For the horrid fate that made him fall.

A drop of water falls from the storm
With every drop, a story untold
As with every life when it began
And continues on the way down.
Tailor Hunter
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Tailor Hunter
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