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Jul 2018
it rained like
god was mad
today.

and he was
mad.
make no mistake.

the rain brings out
the worst
in me.

but when it
stopped, i saw
his promise

like a drawing
like art
in my sea.

it may be tired
but it hit me like
the punch i needed.

i am deep in the
rain, but he
made a promise.

i havent seen
the stars in
so long.

or maybe i
havent bothered
to look.
Written by
b  20/M/canada
(20/M/canada)   
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     Glass, L B and b
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