Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Old Rain Comments

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For me, the rain is as old as me and my tear for sure.
There was a time, when my tears got mixed with
the drizzle which the world drank and got poisoned.
It is the same old rain in my life trail I drank, with thirst.
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Melissa Desiree Reddy 10 December 2008

I know the hardening of the heart part been there but soon the rain stops and well the heart does soften.... great poem...

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