Hear these whenever it falls.
Those drops were not false.
If ever it did not reach you,
Lean closer and hear it calls.
Follow its sound,
When you feel no one is around.
A rhythm of sadness hitting the ground.
So much for that melody keeping you bound.
Listen and you'll recognize slowly.
That heaven makes music even when crying seriously.
And it manifests as rain through symphony.
-SaCr1f1CeR
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Poems: Emotions Seeping Through
詩歌Reality may differ of what is inside our minds but our emotions can express the thoughts we hide.
