Wet Pavement

The rain falls

and I sit

Thinking of how each droplet

Hitting the pavement

Not grass

Flattening

Disappearing

Ceasing to exist as it was created to be

Reminds me of the way

I became

When you made me believe

Like I wasn’t enough

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By: Amelia Faith Pratt

Age 20

1/25/2018

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To Start

No one cares,

He trembles.

 

I whisper,

Let me be the one to start.

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By: Amelia Faith Pratt

Age 20

1/25/2018