Rain, Rain, RainA Poem by T SchlosserFirst one!Her blue eyes never opened As her fingers carved magic into those Black and white keys And the rain outside crashed down Like falling stars As the Old Gods played her a light show That paled in comparison to Whatever kind of brilliance Was radiating from those blue eyes That no one ever got to see. © 2016 T SchlosserAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorT SchlosserCambridge, Ontario, CanadaAboutMy name is Tyler, I live in Ontario. Writing has always been a hobby and an excellent coping mechanism and I've always loved reading and writing it. I've written a lot and I've always wanted to share .. more..Writing
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