acrostic poem

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  • Lost Love

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    for those of you that don't know, acrostic poetry is when the first letter of every line going down spells something.

    acrostic poem

    I feel the rain drops hitting my head,
    With acid to burn the very life from me,
    And the rain fills my eyes wth dread,
    Now i am no longer blind i can see,
    Today i feel the best i ever could,
    You stop the rain from soaking my heart,
    Only you shine when the sun no longer would,
    Until i realized the monster holds his part,
    Stopping me from being what i wish to be,
    Over and over again i silently weep within,
    But this part of me is evil and you agree,
    Alone i weep for what was way back when,
    Dealing with this pain will be the death of me.

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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