No thank you.
I don't need your umbrella.
I prefer just standing alone
Letting the rain
Wash over me.
I don't need a shield
From the crying sky.
Instead, I prefer to embrace it.
Because the two of us are similar,
The sky and I.
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PoetryA collection of short poems. Mostly free verse. About sadness, hardships, depression, and other hard topics.
