09.30.16

8/21/2017

I want to watch the rain with you
Drip drip drip
The drops hit the ground
The birds bathe in temporary puddles
My heart beats in tempo with their wings
I don't know what your heart is doing
I'm not sure I want to know either
I don't want to break the illusion
I just want to watch the rain with you
For as long as I can

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Poetry from the past and present

Poetry is not my forte, and I find most poetry to be sad or reflective of a teenage depressive state, but I have shared my rather crappy and depressive poetry to show my progression from sad and weird teen angst to sad
and reasonable adult angst.

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09.30.16

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