The day starts with caring
And maybe some smiles aren't faked
But by four bottles in,
And a day's worth of mistakes,
There's only yelling
And tears once more
And not even a stupid cake.
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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...
