drop drop drops on my chapped lips
drops against my face
running down slowly
making me shiver but grindrop drop drops against the window
of the bus im standing in
eyes glued on the wet street
the lanterns glowing dimmeddrop drop drops on the wet grass
as i balance on the curb
drops on the flowers
on my smile
as i open the door to my home.
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Turning my life into poetry
PoesiaHi, I'm happy, you are here! Im turning my life into a poem here :) Every time i feel extra, i'll continue this "story". So the updates won't be regular. This is my first time trying something like this. With love, me <3 also this is a journey so t...