#shouldertocryon - Hello Poetry

The storm came out of nowhere, And you were there With wings ready to fly And as the clouds broke the sky You didn't leave You were my shelter From the rain and thunder And when it ceased And the wind eased I didn't leave The rain you stopped Rained down your core And every drop Held like a store It didn't leave Until the gust shook it free And you rained down on me Cold and sharp but how could I leave When you held it all of this time for me I'll stay with you.

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Oct 30, 2014

Oct 30, 2014 at 12:35 PM UTC

nilan-gerald-handunge

Shelter

The storm came out of nowhere, And you were there With wings ready to fly And as the clouds broke the sky You didn't leave You were my shelter From the rain and thunder And when it ceased And the wind eased I didn't leave The rain you stopped Rained down your core And every drop Held like a store It didn't leave Until the gust shook it free And you rained down on me Cold and sharp but how could I leave When you held it all of this time for me I'll stay with you.

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I'm your weeping pillow encourages you when you feel yellow

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Mar 13, 2015

Mar 13, 2015 at 12:25 PM UTC

offshore_

#10WordPoetry1

I'm your weeping pillow encourages you when you feel yellow

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You're my friend during the day, You follow me around And keep me company. I can see you right behind me, Following my every move. Sometimes you're beside me, When I need a shoulder to cry on, Or someone to laugh with. But where do you go at night? When I can no longer see you, Or feel your presence among me? Are you there in the dark with me, Lurking and waiting? Or are you simply gone, Living another life, Until morning?

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Sep 5, 2015

Sep 5, 2015 at 11:56 AM UTC

baylee

S(h)ad(dow)

You're my friend during the day, You follow me around And keep me company. I can see you right behind me, Following my every move. Sometimes you're beside me, When I need a shoulder to cry on, Or someone to laugh with. But where do you go at night? When I can no longer see you, Or feel your presence among me? Are you there in the dark with me, Lurking and waiting? Or are you simply gone, Living another life, Until morning?

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