ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ, ᶜᵒⁿˢⁱᵈᵉʳ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐ
ʷʰᵒ ⁿᵉᵉᵈˢ ᶠⁱⁿᵍᵉʳᵗⁱᵖˢ ᵖʳᵉˢˢⁱⁿᵍ
ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʳᵃⁱⁿᵇᵒʷˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵒᵒⁿˢʰⁱⁿᵉ
ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵃⁿᶜⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵃⁱʳⁱᵉˢ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ ˡⁱᶠᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃⁱʳ
ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ, ᶜᵒⁿˢⁱᵈᵉʳ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ
ʷʰᵒ ⁿᵉᵉᵈˢ ˢᵒᶠᵗ ᶜᵃʳᵉˢˢᵉˢ
ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃʳᵉˢˢ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᵐᵉˡᵒᵈʸ
ˡⁱˡᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵍᵉⁿᵗˡʸ
ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ, ᶜᵒⁿˢⁱᵈᵉʳ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ʷʰⁱˢᵖᵉʳ
ʷʰʸ ˢʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵐʸ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᶠᵗᵒᵖ
ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁱ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢⁱˡᵉⁿᵗˡʸ ⁱⁿᵗᵘⁱᵗ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ
ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵃ ʷⁱˢʰ ʸᵒᵘ'ˡˡ ᵒᵛᵉʳʰᵉᵃʳ
ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ, ᶜᵒⁿˢⁱᵈᵉʳ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉʳ
ʷʰᵒ ⁿᵉᵉᵈˢ ʳᵃᵖⁱᵈ ᵐᵒᵛᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ
ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁱ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵃʳᵃᵇᵉˢqᵘᵉ ᵃᶜʳᵒˢˢ ᵃ ˢᵗᵃᵍᵉ
ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵘʳᵗᵃⁱⁿ ᵈʳᵒᵖˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ ᵍᵒᵉˢ ᵃʷᵃʸ
YOU ARE READING
always raining - Poetry
Poetryｍｙ ｈｅａｒｔ ｈａｓ ｂｅｅｎ ｒａｉｎｉｎｇ ｉｎｔｏ ｍｙ ｓｏｕｌ ｅｖｅｒ ｓｉｎｃｅ ｗｅ ｍｅｔ．．． ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʀᴀɪɴᴅʀᴏᴘꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅʀɪꜰᴛ ....ꜱᴏ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴᴇ ǝuoɓ ǝɹ,ʎǝɥʇ ǝɹoɟǝq ɯǝɥʇ ɥɔʇɐɔ os˙˙˙˙ ʇɟıɹp llıʍ sdoɹpuıɐɹ ǝʞıl sʇɥɓnoɥʇ ǝsǝɥʇ
