Everything goes black as the darkest night.
Rain pounds into the ground.
The world shakes with its might.
Families look for friends not found.
It wasn't always this way.
Life used to be filled with little critters.
It was the Iterators' fault.
Now life is just cold and bitter.
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Rain World, anybody?
Sofanthiel?
Looks to the Moon?
Five Pebbles?
LOL :D
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PoetryA bunch of poems i write when i have time. :D Not much to look at, but if you're looking at this, you better at least put effort into reading
