He was chasing thunder,
At the same time trying to forget about her.
Wanting the endless and beautiful rain,
To wash away all the pain.
Wanting the brightly burning sun,
To burn the memories they've done.
Wanting the winds to take away her name,
Hoping she won't hurt him the same.
-Adiiid
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Poetry For The Soul
PoetrySometimes, you have to breathe in poetry to feel alive again. And oh, come inside my Wonderland. Darling, I am waiting. Book cover by: @notursaint © Copyright 2016 By: Adiiid
