Musical dancing drops of rain,
Under the circumstances of pain,
Pain creates a bubbling noise,
And noise calms her veiled voice,
With the sense of intense stillness,
Waves of tornados crossed quite,
She gets through the entire strom,
Comes out with refined gloom.
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Gloom
PoetryThat's how we experience life, Step by step. Some of us born with the greatest tendency of feeling pain in silent ways. No matter their life's are full of tornados and stroms.. they hide it so well. But the position side is, they learn so much from...
