A/N: Just realised that I haven't published in two weeks 😂
Also, I accidentally deleted the poem I was supposed to publish and I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
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Why would it matter?
When all it does,
Is patter,
And splatter,
Against the cold glass,
Never reaching past,
Never going home,
Losing hope,
Cracking like honeycomb,
All the same,
Without a name,
Just a face,
Against a sea,
Of hate and distaste,
But who could be,
And who could stand,
Their only destiny,
(To matter to someone)
Falling through their fingers,
Like sand,
Like the rain,
Crashing against the windowpane?
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Swallows- A Poetry Collection
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