Dark Forest

Dark Forest

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I watch as raindrops fall on the pavement in a pattern. Drip drip drop The sound that brings music to my ears. I go outside not knowing what I plan on doing. I walk along the sidewalk listening closely to the sound of the rain. Drip drip drop The rain suddenly stops and I look up realizing...I am alone. I turned my poem into a completely different story hope you like it. © 2017 by Ashley DeLeon. All rights reserved.
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I wear a mask so well that even I almost believe it. Almost. Then I met him. His eyes were hollow, his smile a lie-just like mine. In him, I saw my own reflection, the same quiet suffering hidden beneath perfect façades. For the first time, I wasn't alone. But happiness is always fleeting. One moment, he was there. The next, he was gone. A fall from a rooftop. A life stolen too soon. Now, the world feels unreal. Shadows shift. Whispers grow louder. And in the corner of my vision, I still see him. If he's gone... why does it feel like he never left?

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