Irrelevant

A Poem by Heather

Thoughts are spilling out of my mind

Like a full glass of water left in the rain

They run down my face

Like a secret you can’t keep

Everyone can see what I want

But don’t understand what I mean

When I talk of love, and speak of you.

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Added on August 24, 2008

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