The rain is coming down from the indefinite sky filling the earths mouth with water to drink. It's evaporated grating voice begging for more. The earth needs the water like I need oxygen in my lungs to breathe. That's when I realize. If I were the stars I would map out the sky. If I were the sea I would be a breezeless drift. If I were a fire I would only radiate warmth and never burn. If I were a song I would be a harmonious melody for only you to sing. If I were a book I would only be the one worth reading. If I were the sun I would only shine down on you. But most of all if I were the rain I would give my water for the earth to drink. If I could be anything I would be beauty. But not for the corruptness of ones own desires. To enhance it and share it. Because that's what the earth needs.
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Book of Poems
PoetryThis is a book full of poems. Most of them are based off of books I have read and could be told in different points of views:) and it is important to remember that poems don't ever have to rhyme
