Rain was pouring
Woke up from a dream, crying
Thunders roaring
Memories coming back again
It was as if I heard your voice
How you said I love you, it was so nice
It was 11:11 and I can't go back to sleep
Keep remembering you instead of counting sheep
Rain was pouring
I miss everything of you darling
Thunders roaring
Until now I can still hear my heart breaking
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Efflorescence
PoetryEfflorescence means flowering or blooming. And just like this word everything is a process and everything happens for a reason. What happens now is part of God's plan for us. Always remember to believe in yourself and trust God always. Let yourself...
