Recovery

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    Recovery

    Rain, rain, come today
    pain away
    stain away
    Thump, thump, goes my heart
    jump start
    lumps start
    Rain, rain, from my eyes
    painful lies
    useless lies
    Stop, stop, went my heart
    dropped part
    my poor heart

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    rhymetyme’s Poems (10)

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    dayly doubts 1
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    Dead and Gone 0
    Recovery 0
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    Unfortunate Passtime 0
    When these AREN"T my Lonely days 1
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