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The Rain

The rain was falling heavy.  She told him I loved him,  never did I want her to.  I ran away,  too scared to see what would happen.  Hair dripping, feet moving, breath coming out hard,  I ran away from what we could’ve been.  –poetrylover Wrote this about a boy I’ve liked for almost 2 years now. He’s a grade above me, so is she. Today … Continue reading The Rain