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 Feb 2018 Margarita Garza
Lunar
from rain,
should i turn into a storm?
howling like the wind,
making noise,
to get you to hear me?
more raindrops; more tears,
to make you feel
drenched in remorse?
harsher and faster,
much like a hurricane,
to get you to see
how messed up i am?
when i'm stronger
like the storm,
would you love me more?
The second part of 'love the rain—love me'.

(j.m.)
Somewhere in the forest I hid my dreams
I bid farewell and let it free
It followed me north it followed me south
 East & west it chased me far
I tried to play hide & seek
it made me feel like a thief
Found a way to getaway
Stay awake so it will go away..
when all love is lost and there ain't anything to live for you run away from reality and find your own love..
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