TRAPRaindrops keep falling,
the sky is agonizing,
this unfatomable feeling
is somewhat intoxicating.Oh crap!
This must be a trap,
to ruin my well-weaved paragraphs,
to destroy my well built camp.
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Poetry"Too many things that were better left unsaid, that had to be left unsaid." I am tired of all the lies and betrayal. And of broken promises that were never meant to be fulfilled. But amidst all those uneasiness, I keep on writing my thoughts to less...