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Jan 2020 · 65
Rainy days
Anmol Maan Jan 2020
I feel restless
Atleast not everyone has abandoned me
For the bottle of Bodacious still hides in my closet
To keep me company in my darkened room
And a pack of de maurier in my purse
To talk to when Im out
It’s satisfying that they dont speak
And I’m the only one they listen to
Even when my voice is lost in my breath
It feels. Good to know
That not everyone has left me
That there is still hope
Rainy days and i feel sick
There’s nobody to be seen
To keep me warm and safe on rainy days
Black clouds come and go
As I watch them drizzle apart
Rainy days and Drops are my enemies
They remind me of love
Lost love and lost soul
I want to fly to a place where I can see the sun
Rainy days are ******* me
They are fearless and they dont spare anyone
And I want to soak in them but they scare me
There’s noone who will hold me
When I get drowned
And noone to look at my wet hair
And tell me that I look beautiful dancing in the rain
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