The Drowning Soul

Lose the sun, bring the clouds, hear the storm and see the rain. Lay down your soul and drown in the drain.
With the falling of the soul opens a wound in the chest, is it possible to fill that hole and re-zip the flap that is the open flesh over the heart?
For if so possible life will rise from the drain to meet the soul in a forever happy place.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is my first poem ever, just wrote it today. My second poem will be added tonight also. I am very new to this but I think I love it.

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agreed with Jay. i like it a

agreed with Jay. i like it a lot


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