Just my writing and I. It may not be good, but it's been my life for all these years. Every poem tells another story of my life. All poems/writings are copyrighted.
Thursday, January 9, 2014
January 9, 2014
Where is the rain?
Why won't it come?
The clouds come to tease,
But nothing ever falls.
Everything wilts, waiting,
For that which never comes.
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