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When will it shine??
The rain is falling so heavaly.
I am stuck in the major puddle it created.
My skin shining, my eyes crying, my clothes soaking wet.
It doesn't matter that my heart shatterd.
I have lost track of time.
My mind hoping the sun will shine.
Now on my knees begging.
Mud is all over me.
When will it shine, open up some eyes.
I need the warmth soon.
So shine sun shine on me, my family, my world.
Poetry by Courtney Marie Marion
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Written on 2009-01-11 at 19:26
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