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Sep 2017 · 863
In Pieces
Augustus Sep 2017
The girl that I see every time I ride the morning jeep to school
The girl that has bright brown hair
She smiles at me

The girl that I see every time I close my eyes
The girl that has bare but oh so lovely lips
She glances at me

The girl that I see every time in school
The girl that has those pretty eyes
She speaks to me

The girl that I see every time in my dreams
The girl that has a cold but beautiful gaze
She laughs at my jokes

The girl that I see to be my future
The girl that has my heart
She broke it

The girl that doesn't want to be with me
The girl that I thought loved me
She rejected me

To the girl that I love, I hope you are reading this
To the girl that gave me false hope, I hope you are happy
You left me in pieces
At some point in our lives, we were once broken and hurt because simply of the fact that we know how to love. Pain is included in the package of loving.
Sep 2017 · 263
The Rain
Augustus Sep 2017
I like the rain
More than the sunshine rays
I like it more than the days
I like the grace and power in them
The unforeseen and unappreciated invincibility of it
We are utterly powerless to stop it
It does what it wants, whenever, and wherever it wants
Sometimes it just a drizzle maybe even just a fizzle
Sometimes it pours like there is no tomorrow
And most of all, I like it because it cries
How beautiful the droplets fall
It cries with so much passion
So much emotion, so much humanity
And as much as I like the rain
I like you
More than any other gal
And you just lift up my morale
I like the seemliness and strength in you
The out of the blue and unacknowledged invulnerability of you
I seem so helpless to you
You do what you want, whenever, and wherever you want
Sometimes you are so meek, maybe even stoic
Sometimes you live life like there is no tomorrow
And most of all, I don't like to see you cry
But sometimes you must
You cry with so much passion
So much emotion, so much humanity
And as beautiful as your teardrops fall
You fall beautifully
You cry into a ball
Laying in bed trying to cry out the pain
And it just feels like you are going insane
But do not worry, my lovely
For this is not your downfall
It is a stepping stone
The birth of a new star
So my lovely rain
fall
Rain reminds of a certain girl that cries a lot. Try to comfort the girl through this poetry

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