Poetry

I’ll go

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If that’s what you want

Because I know what I want doesn’t matter

As the tears fall down my face and the rain pours down outside my window.

My mood and the weather connecting in a way

You and I couldn’t lately.

To soul that connected on a common issue now broken apart.

And still the answer to why it went down this way will never be answered.

Because I’m gone and you were to late.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes