Heaven is pouring down its tears on me
Under the glow of the moonlight I can clearly see
Raw pain from an angel I admire greatly
Raising my head to meet her tears joining with mine slowly
I whispered"you'll be alright" and she answered
"Come and make me feel that way" or so that's what I heard
And I feel soaked of the rain but I bathed with the moonlight
No one has ever made me feel this way I just might
Embrace the feeling while it's still there
Xenobiotic it is just like her
Every drop of her tear is roll of mine
Reaching the tenfold light I'll be fine
I'll be fine my angel, we'll be okay soon
And she beamed a smile as bright as the moon
Loved every strength in her even with the pain she bears
Loved the dark surrounding her fears
Of course I would cause it's what made her shine like crystal
Vulnerable yet beautiful like a fallen petal
Everything about her screamed, me just like me
So now I finally understand that in the rain and the moon, myself is what I can see
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"Real for the Unreal"
PoetryHurt me or amaze me, they work the same way. Hello there! I'm here again with a compilation of acrostic poems which I wrote for some people I met personally and online. I posted some on Facebook and well, kept the others within me. By the way I fol...
