My heart is dark and my mind rolling
Round, round, round, round
Down on the sticky ground, the mud, the rain pounds
puddles puddles
My tears are cold, sloppy puddles
that you stomp on through
without care.
Like they were not there.
There you stand all wet and I hate you.
By: Jen
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