Lookin out my window as the rain pours
Got me thinkin maybe are you lookin out yours
Been experimenting with seclusion
Trapped between walls nothin but music
Empty my soul into what I write
Only therapy that got me feelin right
I’m up all day and up all night
I suffer from sleep depravation
Put my words onto paper hopin to find some meditation
A clouded mind in need of clarification
Don’t shy from the troubles I’m facin
Stay true and only handle with patience
Lost you twice and I’m gettin sick of waiting
Knowing your playin games and love is what we should be creating
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Author:
asrealastheycome (
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- Category: Love
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- Users favorite of this poem: Resa71
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Comments1
I really felt this for some reason.
It’s almoat as if someone I once knew wrote it!
Not saying it’s you.
Its just a coincidence.
Really enjoyed it!
Thank you 😊Resa
Thank you Resa..funny coincidence!
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