A/N: For once something not overly depressing. I love rain and thunder and lightining. Happiest I've felt in a while. Because it's pouring outside.
Rain, Rain,
Why do people want you to go away?
I wish you were everyday
Sparkling, shining
Your drops wash away my crying
Rain, Rain
Don't go away
Come back everyday
And you make me want to say
"I'm happy."
A/N: That was crappy. I write better depressing stuff.
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Inner Silence
PoetryThe inner silence is always there. Waiting. watching. recording. Recording the chaos and misery of my existence. A collection of depressing poems of my life.
