Updated: Jan 20, 2022
They sent smoke into the air
but when she softened the smoke with rain
they ran away in ripples.
But I stayed.
I stood under acid rain
and I let myself feel the pain.
Alone, me and the world.
In the unfamiliar silence I could finally hear
she was crying one last cry for help.
But they had run away in ripples
leaving her derelict and devoid of tears.
No more ripples would run.
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