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I hate seeing people cry.
Just like I dislike the rain,
It's too unpredictable.
Sometimes,
It's the rain that cleanses you.
But other times,
It's the type of rain that makes the cement hiss,
And people curse at it's ignorance.
It's the same with crying.
Some cry because,
They finally reunited with their childhood best friend.
Other cry because,
They've been robbed of their childhood best friend.
In the end,
People cry because,
It's something that they cannot keep in.
Because it hurts too much.
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/87 words/
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A collection of Poems
Poetrysome random poems I came up with :D <3 there may be some triggering topics to this book so be warned I hope you enjoy :)) I may not update regularly as i'm still in school but i'll always try <3 Ly
