the sun is shining,
but my eyes are raining.
the birds are flying,
and my heart keeps bleeding.
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PoesíaIsn't that the saddest word? Almost. Something with so much potential... but just didn't happen. We were almost lovers. We almost lived. These were almost stories. ●●● [ a collection of poems ] highest ranking: #3 [[ 08_03_16 ]]
excerpt #037
the sun is shining,
but my eyes are raining.
the birds are flying,
and my heart keeps bleeding.
