I love it when
The rain is pouring
And I turn back
To catch one last glimpse
Before you leave
Only to see
You had the same idea.
I guess great minds really do think alike.
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PoetryA collection of short poems. Mostly free verse. About sadness, hardships, depression, and other hard topics.
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I love it when
The rain is pouring
And I turn back
To catch one last glimpse
Before you leave
Only to see
You had the same idea.
I guess great minds really do think alike.
