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Flowerface Raindrop

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If this world really mattered,
Why does it bleed?
I could tell you how much I love you,
But, that will never heal the pain.
I am never at peace.
Every day I cry for grace.
Every day my tears engrave a large hole.
A rich perfume redolent of rain-
-the only stain in my soul.
What has become of the sun?
Where have all the stars gone?
I am a sinner!
A tapper on the roof,
I fell without angel wings!
A small ripple that splashed into the pavement crack.
I couldn’t be saved!
I am a lonely bard I have no song to sing.
This empty ballad is my home.
A feathers against the dying wind- -my only expression.
I will cry’
Raindrops from the sky.
Tears from a simple narrow-minded girl,
Water wept into this sorrowful world.
I will cry’
A view you can’t erase,
A window you can’t shut;
Tears you can’t brush.
I will cry’
A river that flows into the night of days.
I will cry’ like a child,
and nobody can take that away. I will cry- once more.
.. No one will ever care, That I cried!

PS….. Please remember the smell of earth after rain.
by PD

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A5 blank notecard, 300gsm paper, blank inside, with a white envelope in a cellophane sleeve.

TITLE: Harlots (Watercolour on paper with silver paint) DIMENSIONS: 30cm x 30cm PRICE: £250 Artist: The View Collective