Music
Weeded its way
Into my heart.
The lyrics fuel
My soul.
The beat thumps
To my pulse.
And I just know
That music would be my first
Love and my
Last
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Poems for a Rainy Day
Thơ caSome people stock up on pennies for rainy days: I stock up on small poems. Just a few random poems that I create when I am bored. For the best experience (if you even have a good experience), I would recommend reading each line by itself. Thanks fo...
