You were acid rain and I was a hurricane.
I was too damn swept up in my own love for you that I forgot to realise how destructive you actually were. At first I thought you would bring me life, then everything you touched turned sour. You were acid rain, you moved on with the wind. I was a hurricane, I broke apart when I hit dry land.
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The people's poetry series.
SonstigesThese are bits and pieces about people I know or once knew. Some are ex lovers, some are friends, some are long lost friends, those I never stopped being friends with but lost touch along the way. Each one of these are about someone new and each su...
