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Rain's Rhythm
The flooding of the flattered downpour,
The laughter of burning sticks,
The offenses of the angry roars,
The fascinations of the story plot
Pyjamas with the huggies on,
Bananas in the cereal oats,
The smoking from the oven stove,
Her daddy still ignores
Her like she doesn't exist,
Yesterday she still didn't exist,
Been that way since his soul mate passed,
She's tried explaining even she bleeds,
From the grief and sorrow,
But what gives her hollows,
And makes her belly bellow,
Is the bottle beneath,
the newspaper article he reads,
The beer fragrance he breathes,
Mrs. Miller told him he needs to stop,
And that Judy needs him,
Today I woke early, like most nights my bed has let me stare ceiling,
I know he loves me, but I need him to tell me.
@DAYVE #FictionDayve
© DAYVE
The laughter of burning sticks,
The offenses of the angry roars,
The fascinations of the story plot
Pyjamas with the huggies on,
Bananas in the cereal oats,
The smoking from the oven stove,
Her daddy still ignores
Her like she doesn't exist,
Yesterday she still didn't exist,
Been that way since his soul mate passed,
She's tried explaining even she bleeds,
From the grief and sorrow,
But what gives her hollows,
And makes her belly bellow,
Is the bottle beneath,
the newspaper article he reads,
The beer fragrance he breathes,
Mrs. Miller told him he needs to stop,
And that Judy needs him,
Today I woke early, like most nights my bed has let me stare ceiling,
I know he loves me, but I need him to tell me.
@DAYVE #FictionDayve
© DAYVE
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