Bottle of RainA Poem by Tate MorganThe end of one love is the beginning of another.I've come to bury the last of love beneath this willow tree In the deep forest I went where no one else could see ___________________________ Held within this bottle of rain are the tears I cried for her The many nights I couldn't sleep as I dreamed of how we were ___________________________ I'll place on it no pictures spin thrice to forget the way Save in me the pain she flowered leave the dark for light of day ___________________________ I'll never visit her again forever play all day in the sun But night when no one else is there I'll cry of her as the one
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StatsAuthorTate MorganMarion , OHAboutAvailable from Amazon XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I am a product of the Midwest. Raised on the plain states of North America. I was nurtured on a .. more..Writing
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