Screaming, crying,
As the world's life is dying.
We've always known.
That's what the tears are for.
For someone so kind,
To destroy so brutally..
The world doesn't just weight on some.
Some are pushed.
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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...
