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Dripping

Dripping down your back as I run my finger down your spine,
Dripping from the bottle I drink from,
Dripping down the broken window pane,
Dripping from the clouds,
Dripping down my thirsty throat...

Now we all know what drips,
And what drips is water.

lonelynutmeg98

@lonelynutmeg98

Hi, I'm Megan I'm 13 and a budding singer songwriter. Scripts, songwriting, poems and news reports are my favorite types of writing, but I love virtually anything! But on here poems are my speciality! I have a curious mind and my poems are usually deep! Thanks :D

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