April

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April showers bring May flowers.


The oldest book in the line.


This is just an excuse



Which doesn't apply to my garden



I hate to say this but, my flowers are heathens.



I love the rain


But I'm under my umbrella


There's no way in.



There's no way out.


I'm trapped.



It almost feels like April will grow on me




But it won't last long



That's how bad it is.




The most saddest part is.....





I'm probably waiting for flowers that won't grow



I'm probably waiting for flowers that'll wither away.



I'm waiting for something that won't be there.



Tick tock!


I'm still waiting.


Click click!


I'm right here.


For the first time



Hope strikes me again.

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