For a person who always smile, showing their crying faces is a humiliation.
They hate to disappoint the people who smile because of their rainbow.
But whenever they're all alone no one sees the storm filling up around them
No one sees that the magic of the rainbow is gone.
But with a tiny ray of light reminding that person that everything will be fine,
Holding their hand and hugging them tight.
The magic of the rainbow might be gone,
But as what they say, after the storm, you'll see that rainbow once again.
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Under the Stars I Write
Poetry[A COLLECTION OF RANDOMNESS AND POETRY] "Under the stars I write, Under the moon so bright. In the darkness of my heart, I hold on to the light. Thoughts in my head written in paper and pen. Voiceless words composed of memories by fate." - Hanna...
