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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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