she was dancing to the rain
as her tears flowing freely
without fear of being caught.she was dancing to the rain
the drops of water is trying to ease her pain
she was dancing to erase him for awhile.
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PoetryWe speak different languages with different purposes but we have to always look back and reflect that our words can be a weapon. One of the main reasons why we let our words be heard and be written is that it could be our armor against the enemy, th...
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she was dancing to the rain
as her tears flowing freely
without fear of being caught.she was dancing to the rain
the drops of water is trying to ease her pain
she was dancing to erase him for awhile.