After All...A Poem by FocusedAmnesiaAfter all this, the rain falls harder, Falling like hail, bouncing off the roof. There's something relaxing about it. Entirely soaked, I sit in the storm's eye, Realizing that I can hide no longer. Anchored down, somewhere in amnesia. Love and light not here at all. Lost in this loss that haunts me still. After all, you were never fully mine. © 2011 FocusedAmnesia |
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