My raindrops
By forgetmenot
These raindrops drip down my rosy cheek, These little beads of emotion speak. All this spirit contained in one single drop, All I have to do is smile and this rain will stop. These salty drops of anger, sadness, and fears, are none other than my very own tears. *aliI have a deep love for rain, and i think the art of crying is beautiful and inspirational also. I compared the 2 beautys in an extended metaphor. Written March 30th, 2002 © on Mar 30 2002 01:44 PM PST 0 • 10
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