We often speak
Of mindless things
That concerns not ourselves
But the misfortune of others
If only we
Could speak of our own
A happy thing
A pleasant thing
A feeling thing
Without competition
To be better
Sorry if there is spam, but I was really inspired today.
I have another three chapters, or so, still.
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...
