It's pouring rain out, it's gloomy and dull.
I don't like the rain, because it means that loud harsh sound will pierce my ears, I hate thunder with lighting right around the corner.
I don't like the rain, because it reminds me of the time you abandoned me that cold rainy night. I hate the sound of the thunder because it resembles the sound of you slamming the door shut, I hate the lightning because I got to see you walk away.
Its pouring rain out, it's gloomy and dull.
I don't like the rain.
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Poems Of The Heart
PoetryJust short poems that pop into my head, read if you wish; maybe you'll enjoy them c:
