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while having a terrible storm,
I told you —
there will always be a rainbow after

when the storm ended,
you looked up and asked,
"where's the rainbow?"

I looked at you,
continuously searching for the rainbow, and said:
"I am the rainbow."
 Jul 2019 Princess Chisom
 Jul 2019 Princess Chisom
i imagine what these hands
would do in the dark
when it's past midnight,
will the magic stay?
or the magic will fade away?
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 Jul 2019 Princess Chisom
Woke up to break up texts
From someone I was learning to love

— The End —