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The Web Poetry Corner - Roy Wayne Crouch - Dripping Faucet's

Dripping Faucet's

by

Roy Wayne Crouch

Dripping Faucet's in her mind
Slow's the passing of the time

Now these noises in her head
As she hopes he goes to bed

Then she hears that sound once more
The creeping of her bedroom door

Another night of silent shame
She searches in to whom she blames

Eyes closed tight he touches more
With hands so rough it makes her sore

Another night he finally leaves
To sleep with tears of raging seas

She holds this in the deepest pain
So mom won't know that hurt again

Now she lays down in her bed
Dripping Faucet's in her head

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