Something has awaken inside of me.
Something so familiar as the warm summer breeze.
A feeling that I killed years ago, has made its way back up to my mouth.
And now all I talk about is this guy who's brighter than the sun and as mysterious as the midnight ghosts.
How do you kill something that just comes back to life with one single memory?
Is it worth my time and effort to focus on this?
should I just let it trail behind me like my 3 AM shadows?
I don't really know.
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Drops of Poetry
PoetryDrops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from wher...
