Last night, I stood outside in the rain
after I saw your headlights leave
the driveway for the last time.
It was easier to
pretend the dark streaks
on my cheeks were
not because
I just
cried.
About the Creator
Alexandria Stanwyck
My inner child screams joyfully as I fall back in love with writing.
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"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
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Beautifully tragic! This painted quite a vivid scene
Great imagery in this poem
Well done. ❤️
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