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I remember a very brief time
Where I kind of liked being alive
Like I had found sun
It was beautiful
They were
They were sun and shown upon me like a wave of glowing happiness
Making a warm touch consume me
My thoughts
And my feelings
Such a beautiful feeling
Suddenly my sun disappeared
I thought it was only a brief storm
My sun would return
It always did
Right?
For months there was not sun
Everything inside of me wilted
For a brief time my sun came back
But there was always something
Something in the back of my mind
Fearing
Doubting my sun would return if they left again
Why do I have to right sometimes?
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Acts of Rain ||a collection of poetry|| #Wattys2016
Poetry((Look at how dramatic past me kinda made this description)) //older poems are kinda shit// Same old empty feelings. So I've tried writing poetry now.. Mostly more on the sad side, but I am not you, the reader, and pain and beauty are viewed diff...
