A Soft Pitter PatterA Poem by SheActsLikeSummerWe stand alone; arms linked...We stand alone; arms linked, An abandoned desert highway, His hand rest softly upon my cheek, Wiping away the tears Arms wrenched apart, He turns away, A whispered goodbye, Leaving with a soft pitter patter © 2012 SheActsLikeSummerAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSheActsLikeSummerCanadaAboutI wish there was a single moment in my life that summed up who I am. Just a short snippet of time that I could copy and paste here so I didn't have to rack my mind for something to say. But I kind of .. more..Writing
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