sky
the skies were crying
as it was trembling with enmity
but even if she covers herself with umbrella
her attempt to protect herself
was in no avail
for she was the storm
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Just The Randomness of an Insomiac |Poetry|
Random"The candle It's fire was swaying gracefully As if dancing into a song Hot and burning with passion Yet got swallowed by the darkness hugging it And so she became Nothing" When a simple girl can't fall asleep, she just stares at the sky and let h...
