Isn't that the saddest word? Almost. Something with so much potential... but just didn't happen.
We were almost lovers.
We almost lived.
These were almost stories.
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[ a collection of poems ]
highest ranking: #3 [[ 08_03_16 ]]
Drops of Poetry
It's raining outside my window
Just like my emotions inside me
The taste of the salty rain and sorrow
Every problem falls on me like rain
I catch it with my hand
Turning it to rhymes and names
I'm soaking wet from where I stand
I don't care if I'm under a storm
All I know is those little drops are stories
Every day I learn new things from this horror
But I can turn them into drops of poetries.
This is a compilation of my poems :)