These are Not Tears

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I am a dream still dreaming
A moment, standing at the
Edge of this world
The clouds holding my breath
Making me wonder of all the
Secrets we never said

These are not tears
This is rain
And every drop an emotion
Undoing you from my heart

How many times I have
To be broken
Only to be fixed by
The whispers of the stars

How I wish to forget
Your memories
And the way they went
You opened the door
And walked out like
The sunset

How simple my thoughts are
That love is nothing but
Your silly rants
Of what’s yours
And what’s not

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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