Bottled RainA Poem by VanessaI’ve always wanted flowers;
I’ve always dreamt of kindness.
I love the rain
And how it blanches blindness.
Of all of the ideas you have
It’s nice to know that one did not
Flutter away.
© 2008 VanessaAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on August 6, 2008 Last Updated on August 6, 2008 AuthorVanessaAbout-As an introduction . . . . every place that I go gets an even number of steps. Yet, I don't very much like symmetry. -I love the smell of wet moss when it rains. -There's this ama.. more..Writing
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