Wednesday, 5 March 2014

Poem from Grace

Stop crying.
You're going to make it rain,
rain isn't good for either of us,
Stop crying, I'm here
I'm still exactly the same
you know me better than anyone
can't you remember the day we met?
It's you my girl that has changed.
You can't find me because I'm trapped in a mirror
when I used to be written on the page
a lost and miserable girl wrote me to escape
remember how much you cried back then
together we were going to run away
I promised, we'd leave together one day
I still promise it now, stop crying
I'm waiting for you, outside
pick up your pen, come join me,
 we agreed we'd learn not to cry.

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