Rain - which splits,
splits like a widow.
Pouring down a window,
saying goodbye to a fellow.
Dancing droplets,
dropping pairs,
splitting into two,
just as there.
Slipping aside - in a zag,
just into one,
it happens as that.
A rain as a widow - slipping down a window.
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liv's poetry anthology
Poetryhii! i'm a teen 14 year old poet, please let me know what you think about any of these poems<3 both my insta and tiktok are @livs.swiftt 💞💗🫶🏻
