"I never looked at her. At least, never looked at her properly.
I never saw her smile, or laugh, or cry because I never paid attention to her.
Maybe I glanced at her sometimes, maybe I squinted but I didn't look at her for long.
But you know how when after a sunny day, the sun sets and you just stare at it because it's so beautiful and it's leaving.
I realized then that I lost the most amazing thing in my life."
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Creation of Rainbows (A book of Poetry)
Poetry"The rain fell hard on the broken ground, it never stopped it's loud and painful sound. The world crumpled into darkness, the one crying for years was a total mess. He was just waiting for a single glow, but the time he was living in was going slow...
