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Apr 2016
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dear darling,
last night your eyes were a crisp warm brown.
today their red and blotchy- like you've been crying from a broken heart. but darling you don't know what i've been through.
the rain that pours from the black sky is salty and heavy.
it drenches me from head to toe- i'm not afraid of it- the rain.
let it pour and pour until everything is dead. let it pour until everything is sad and dull.
i'm not afraid of it darling- the rain.
let the rain show you how many tears i've cried for you over a broken heart.
let the thunder startle you so you know the anger oozing out of my broken heart.
darling, let the lightening struck you so you now know the power i can now control over you breaking my heart.
but dear darling,
do not show me your crisp warm brown eyes again. for let them stay red and blotchy- the rain pouring from your eyes.
because dear darling,
i've been through that.
Katie
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