Daisies dance in the warm touch of spring
There is just a moment of heat before the rain showers comes pouring down on us,
Drenching us to the core;
When the daisies smile
And the birds chirp
And the land is dry
Before it is all swept away
Sadness is like a rainstorm sometimes
There is always a short sunny break,
A glimpse of a happy life,
Where worries are of the past and love is in the future,
But the rain always pours again
Because our worries will always haunt us
And love never lasts
And the second round of rain,
Is more painful than the past
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Pillow Thoughts
PoetryThis book is original poetry done entirely by me, Jayden:) !You can expect some really deep poetry, feel free to comment/vote and enjoy! ❤️My favorites: -I Never Told You -White sadness - rain on tin - monsters - addiction - just in case - unfamil...
