the thunder, the clouds,
the constant roar of sounds.
the sleepless nights,
match the dark sky.
and where all the birds fly,
the rain pours down,
and when it hits the ground,
all you hear is "plop."
the thunder roars in the dark sky,
and i tend to ask "why?"
the day is dull,
it matches how i am.
the once dull sky turns bright,
and everyone shouts with might.
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»lol hi!!
»this is so short i cri ((ill add more later when i have the time!!!!!!!!!))
»this one wasn't that great, so i'll have to edit it when i have the time
»i'm volunteering at camp and i thought of this and i was all like "i need to wRITE THIS DOWN ASAP OR ILL FORGET"
»enjoy, comment, and vote please!!1!1
arielle xx
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Poetry.
Poetryokay so this is my first time ever writing poetry and i really wanted to try it. so let me know if it's good or not »lowercase intended.
