Raindrops
Raindrops fell,
Fogging up the windows
Giving it an eerie gray
As the tears fell down his face
Waiting for a sunny day.
Nine
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Metaphors of an Alcoholic
KöltészetIt's because you consist of a lot of metaphors even the greatest poets can't write down. You don't deserve to be written down after all, only loved because you are a metaphor yourself. In love or broken, these metaphors are perfectly fueled by alcoh...
