"I like to walk in the rain, because that way no one can see me crying."
The crystal tears fall like a soft rain onto the paisley pillowcase
Thundering down, pouring over the red and yellow designs
A sob like muted thunder spreads through the unbroken melody of tears,
And with it comes rain heavier than ever
This person, left on her own,
Abandoned by the world, ignored by society
Is broken because of sadness and shattered hope
Yet it seems like there's nothing you can do,
So you just walk on, forgetting that they even existed
And still, their tears fall with the pouring rain
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Pieces of Amazing and Original Poetry
PuisiA collection of pieces of poetry, each one a different poetic form.