Ode To Sorrowful Feelings by HopeMichaela
You are the warm that is a winter's day.
You bring forth the best memories,
And make me wonder where they've gone.
Why do you come during the nebulous days?
Rain or shine you always arrive.
You are a wingless bird.
A bird who takes flight only to find solitude.
You are the raven to my “Nevermore”
You create works of a million colors,
Rain from the mind.
You collect the shards from the human soul,
And with this rain you repair the mosaic.
Oh, Sorrowful Feelings,
Where have you gone?
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