She loves to watch the rain;
it makes her think that even those happy fluffy clouds
would want to cry sometimes too.
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Poetrywhen you're wounded, grab a pen, and let wounds bleed the poetic words in blank pad papers to carve something that is called "an art." **** © All Rights Reserved 2017 By: Primrose Cússford
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She loves to watch the rain;
it makes her think that even those happy fluffy clouds
would want to cry sometimes too.
