Photo by Milada Vigerova on Unsplash
outside it is pouring,
dark spilling over the sidewalk
like a glass filled with the
blood of something fragile.
you and I are somewhere
in this flood of warmth.
the rain continues to knock
on the roof, a witness
to all of this nothing.
time drips slow. quiet.
you and I will part so soon.
ugly stage 
V.J. Knutson January 30, 2019
Ah, rain reflecting the inner sorrow – beautiful
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Valen January 30, 2019
thank you very much =)
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V.J. Knutson January 30, 2019
Very welcome
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