Broken clouds allow the rain
Upon the green grasses and rough stones
Will the sun be seen again
Once it goes nobody knows
Is this in the world or the back of my brain
Clouded thoughts and happiness drain
I just want to be okay
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Poetry Book 3
Poetrythird poem collection. they aren't in any particular order or anything like that, and after 100, there will always be a new one. if you've been here a while, I'm sure you know the drill. now, about the cover. it was a random Thursday, and an old fri...
