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 Dec 2018 Abby M
Aislinn Miell
I always feel sentimental when it rains,
So, on sad days like this I leave the house without an umbrella.

With my headphones in,
listening to our favourite songs,
I walk past your old house.
Or the cheap restaurant we always went to.
Just so I can let my heart feel close to you again.
I must be so pathetic.

but when the rain stops
You will exist only as another memory.
So, I embrace the droplets on my skin,
Even if I do catch a cold.

On sad days like this I cannot help but wonder
if it’s raining where you are,
if you think of me.

So, until the next time it rains, we walk our own paths.
 Dec 2018 Abby M
Zoe G
Deep Inside Thoughts
Empty room
Lonely room
One window room
Four wall room
One door room
Will you escape?
The pressure of this place
is caving in
Yet it would be a sin
to just leave
and walk away
When the room in trying to
communicate

Your longing feelings
are overwhelming
because everyone seems to have a companion
but you

Each
empty
lonely
room
has a friend
So why are we longing then?

— The End —