I always hated the rain,
the rain always reminds me of the dark,
but I could not avoid the rain,
in the end I will be friends with them,
the rain will accompany me when death comes,
the rain would accompany me
when I'm dead and buried in the ground.
wet,
cold
and dark.
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PoetryThere's always darkness in ourself #yourenotalone #everythingwillbefine support #FreeMentalIlness, a campaign to help develop the acceptance of mental illnesses across the globe.
