Kate and Her Drawing

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The brick wall of her terrace behind her,
she looks down to the street as he drives away.

It's raining pretty hard now and
she's crying with the melody of the CD he gave her.

The vase is broken and the rose has been thrown.

First it's just that night running reruns in her head,
but with the second tear comes the regret and their history.

Reviews

[EvilIsRelative]

A heartbreak in words. Great job.

[Pi Cee]

Thanks.

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. oh, i cannot begin to tell you how powerfully and poignantly you conveyed that moment of departure ... i have to make a conscious effort to not remember it or i disintegrate ... perfect work ...