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Jul 2014
It's my fault it rained.

I feel like I have never laughed before,
The dreary streaks increasing.
There is nothing that you can do,
I can't trust you because I've fallen

Too many times.

Dropped by the hands
That should have protected me.
I don't blame them,
I can only blame myself.

The anxiety is worse
As my body refuses to sleep.
I could never tell you--

My darkest secret
Brings sorrow to my eyes
But laughter to others.

They don't understand.

They don't believe it--
How could they?
They have never listened before,
Why would they start when I
Wanted to stop

Breathing.

I've grown.
Now I'm living
In the mourning clouds.

Could it be me they pity?

I wish I wasn't the one to rain
And ruin the day,
But nothing is done right,
I am just a half empty glass.

I should remain invisible in the rain.
Ydromancy: fortunetelling with water
Aeya Jean Johnson
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