Dark, Gloomy Day

The rain stop falling but you haven't
Hanging out with your typical jock
Knock knock, come out or be punished
Who's doing all the crimes, looking at each other
Running outside, oh babe I fall into a puddle
Picking you right up, holding you close for a second
But pulling away
Looking down, seeing my reflection
But I'm no different, just myself
But baby doll, you took a peek
What you actually look like
Seeing your reflection, your once pretty green eyes turn to pitch black
Another second peek, eyes still blackened just like your soul becoming

by Melissa Stevens

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