A little drizzle became heavy rains,
Its smell the calming cure to my deepest pain,
Felt ousted,outcasted and not really chosen,
But I am still standing on my two feet again,
Trying to size me?
Belittle me?
No worries,I will flush your courage down the drain.
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Author:
jjudaharts (
Online) - Published: October 24th, 2025 11:49
- Comment from author about the poem: A writeup about living in courage and outshining outside opinions concerning self.
- Category: Unclassified
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