The dismay should be let out
Bravely like raindrops
Falling fearlessly onto rocky waves
Acting immoral
Believing in life after death
Chipped hearts broken songs
She sways her head along to the beats of the radio
In this vintage memorable car
The raindrops fall
And the swiper sweeps them away
Away into oblivion these raindrops go
Along with the memories held so dearly
Sigh to the dark clouds
Looming above the roof of the tainted car
Disappear she whispers
While witchcraft takes place
Silently sinking her head onto the steering
Into the depth of darkness.
-MichelleW.
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