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Emmy Feb 2019
I feel like my mind is racing.
Seeing all of these nostalgic faces.
Wondering why people hurt each other,
or leave one another.
Just can hug this pillow tight.
As what I care about goes out of sight.
Emmy Feb 2019
To feel every soft part of her lip.
Wondering how it may feel,
if I should even take a steal,
of a kiss.
Emmy Feb 2019
Did you know that my favorite weather
is the Rain?
Even after all the little raindrops,
She still keeps me sane.

So full of Laughter and Joy.
Why are you surrounded by all these **** boys?
You are an indefinite beauty.
Can't help but wonder what you mean to me?

I can talk about the rainbow at the end of the rain,
but I think we both know you're not plain.
So I leave you with this poem.
What comes after is a mere outcome.
Some things to keep in mind is that the poem goes from about the beauty of the weather to someone. Some meaning or clarification is that finding someone in the beauty of rain itself is amazingly beautiful. That you can find someone through the raindrops just like you with a similar mind or even more.

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