The sky is crying,
And so am I.
The house is shaking,
Just like my legs.
The outside rumbles,
And so does my stomach.
Lightining cracks'
Just like my bones.
Water cascades down the windows,
Tears down my cheeks.
Mud puddles outside,
Blood puddles in.
Buildings crumble,
Just like my world.
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PoesíaI'm depressed. These will be more on the ranty side of poems I guess for some of them. But follow me through my pain and suffering. If you don't want to... Good. I don't give a French fry. Read if you want.. If not I don't care. Update: September 2n...
