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She was standing here
Grin on her face,
Tears in her eyes.
She was standing there
Arms embracing the light,
Pupils reflecting a shadow.
She was standing somewhere
Between calm
And destruction.
And the smile on her face
Was no longer Due to hapiness.
And the tears in her eyesWere no longer
Due to sadness.
Her arms were shaking
Her pupils unfocused,
And she drowned.
Further and further,
In an ocean of emotions
Destroying each and everything.
VOUS LISEZ
Le son de la pluie
Poetry•{Plusieurs poèmes écrits sans but précis, sauf peut être celui de vous faire ressentir des émotions, bonnes ou mauvaises.} •{On dit souvent que ressasser les mauvais souvenirs n'est pas une bonne chose. Moi, je pense que chacun est libre d'en faire...
