The Rainy Days
Crimes are committed
Rules are broken
Hearts too
New friends made
New alliances forged.
And so I remain
For generations to come
A silent spectator
To what humans call life
I am,
Nothing but what humans
Call Rain.
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Poetry In Motion
PoetryThoughts. Feelings. Opinions. And stuff that doesn't make sense. All united. Poetry in Motion. -- Most of these were written when I first joined Wattpad or even before. This was probably the first 'story' that I ever published on Wattpad, and that's...
