It's not fair.
I tried my hardest but with no avail.
I couldn't stop the downpour.
The gloomy skies never faded,
No rainbows ever peeked from behind the clouds,
And I never went under the awning made just for me.
Letting the rain drench my clothes and everything else.
I did what I was asked.
But it kept raining.
And it kept raining.
~A.T
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Sad Poems
PoetryA collection of poems that may pain you to read, possibly as much as they pained me to write
