rain by Angela Thomasi love this.
i am not real.
i am a few letters,
some soft words,
and i come to life.
you will not be
able to find
me
here. you cannot
taint my most sacred
thoughts anymore.
you dont exist.
today's forecast,
sunny and not a
cloud in sight
above the route
of my parade.
just plain
beautiful. 12/13/2003 Posted on 12/14/2003 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas
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