Why am I still living?
And should I even try?
It's hard for me,
Cause weather here dry
I wait for rain,
So it destroys my pain
And after, on the ground
There will grow a flower,
Which will provide me power
To live and not to die...
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Author:
Japetus (
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- Comment from author about the poem: English is not my mother language. So please don't be too hard on me
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Comments3
Sun, soul, rain - all that’s needed is the will and the grain 🌱 🌧️ ☀️ 🪴🙏🏻🕊️
I'll try not to be. Must be difficult to disclose that much about yourself when you are so determined to keep every other personal detail secret.
Would like to know what flower that is
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