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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2265739
Knowing something is done but basking in the beauty of what it was.
Through the tree's the light dances off the drops of rain that flood your eyes.

The underbrush growing green and wild like what's left of our love.

The moss soft beneath our feet as we run free.

Free from reality.

Washed away by the rain drops that fills the pools at our feet and creates that rivers that we cried.

Washing away the pain of the reality we have barely escaped.

I'm still here staring up between the tree's.
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