Pitter patter against the window,
Hides the redness from my eyes,
Hides the darkness in my heart,
The tears from my cries.
As I stand out in the cold,
Chills rip through my veins,
Soaked from head to toe,
After standing in the rain.
I want to let you in,
But I dont want you to run,
If you knew all mysecrets,
You wouldn't say I was the one.
I cant let you know the truth,
I cant let you, see my tears,
So here I stand, in the rain,
Consumed by my fears.
Angela M OBrien
10/09/11
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