A poem that which I do write
Out of hate or out of spite
Poorly reflects a truer me
But I still allow the poem to be
For that moment in which it was writ
Captures a feeling, if just a bit
And so is not in the least
Any form of a kind of beast
Until next time - ☔
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When Rain Falls
Poetry"When rains fall And shadows crawl That's the time I hear my call A random word Is all I heard Now I write With emotions stirred" That poem essentially describes how I write the poems in this book. All of the poems are mine. Also the poems get bet...
