NEVER_LOSE_HOPE/ rachel...

My favorite part of nature

Has always been the rain

Sounds of wind nurture

Me through every stain

That makes me impure

Inside of my brain.

There’s nothing to ensure

You’ll be here again

So always find a cure

Through a little bit of pain

and I'll always feel pure

in a little bit of rain

the way i held her 

just wont be the same

im not sure

this was her aim

and i'll always find a cure 

through your bit of pain

and i'll always feel pure

in a little bit of rain

  • Author: NEVER_LOSE_HOPE/ rachel... (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 23rd, 2017 16:52
  • Comment from author about the poem: DIFFERENT MEANINGS FOR DIFFERENT PEOPLE
  • Category: Surrealist
  • Views: 52

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