It's stupid, right?
You've salted my plains,
Burned my forests,
Drowned everything
but my home.
Yet somehow,
I don't know how
to stop loving you.
(I see your storm and fire, and I raise you one rainbow.)
-the girl you will not cry for
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Stumble Through Life
PoetryPoetry Collection(Original): There are infinite homes out there, for all of us, under the shimmering stars in the roar of the night, or the dark solace of the shadows on the sun, and everything in between. And may I only hope that my words could bec...
