I gaze upon the window where drops of rain fall.
They blur the world beyond them and blind me.
A story weaves before my eyes, but truth it does not hold.
Innocence fills caverns where darkness hides.
Time erodes innocence and holes you dug appear.
Fates sad story reveals itself to be fraud.
In haste you chose to leave when you could be here today.
Instead holes of darkness fill your place.
~*~ Jennilee LC ~*~ (2/26/12)
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