The shower after the stormA Poem by DrStormStanding in shower For the past hour. Water flows down, Darkness around. Or are these tears? Fueling my fears? Remembering light, Once giving the sight. Pain inside growing Water still flowing, Yet can't help but look at the past. All those mistakes... Was I too steadfast?
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Added on February 18, 2024 Last Updated on February 18, 2024 AuthorDrStormAboutI just write poems for myself for fun, although feedback is appreciated. However, I cannot promise significant improvement, lol. more..Writing
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