Miss Rain

She hides ink in her pen
But even when
she doesn’t write
she is full of fight

Her eyes are light
but her tears are rain
hiding her story and her shame
Queen someday
pavements followed
the truth is hard to swallow

Breathing it in
choking and trying to grin
her poems she could have shown me
kept within
unwritten mysteries
our shared history.

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