No More Rain

Think of me

when it rains

i fall from the sky

all the parts of me

unraveling softly

bring me closer

to the unknown

into the emptiness

that isn’t there

this is where

i belong

among all your

other lost things

and there was

no more rain

to fall

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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