my heart won't stop whispering your name
3 pm or 5 am
baby it's all the same
soft and pretty pattering rain
against my eyes it came
wind bellowing but tame
this storm my biggest shame
how dare i go insane
how dare i cry for your pretty game
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Poetrya collection of poems from the heart. these poems were written in times of either strong emotion or immense boredom. a creative outlet full of revealing truths and mysteries of humanity. all of this to aid in finding the answer to the most difficult...
