rainA Poem by Leslie Philibertthe lower case, that flows like waterrain drinks my sight and makes my face the sea, i am falling apart like a wet newspaper, this is not friendly water landing in a tin bucket on an autumn evening when the lights outside flow too, this is beyond cleaning and baptism, this might be the end of the world, and so it should be.
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8 Reviews Added on June 5, 2016 Last Updated on June 5, 2016 AuthorLeslie PhilibertBavaria, GermanyAboutI`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..Writing
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