Another point where I disagree,
With pain and what it makes of me.
The beauty of rain as it falls from the sky,
Leaves me cold and wet for a long time. 
When it hits spikes a deep fear,
For reasons not innately clearly.
Like most of my life it's complicated
Love to rain, just love be-lated.

  • Author: DD. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 24th, 2018 12:09
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