The Rain

The Rain

( I wrote this a while ago)

The rain usually puts me in a good mood to write and feel because I’m a Pluviophile-a lover of RAIN.

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The sound of rain needs no translation,

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Killing Yourself

Killing Yourself

“Life isn’t a bed of roses,” they say,
But in a logical sense, isn’t it?
With beautiful petals in the wind they sway,
And deadly thorns to accompany it.

Everything seems to be falling apart,
Trying my best to gather myself.
Looking at the pieces, where do I start?
My life- A Pot of Sadness; With me- The Terrible Chef.

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