And if it were to rain,
I would envy that of the clouds,
that cast their waters upon your skin,
it would anger me,
as much another soul
sinking between your sheets,
there would be no significant difference
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PoetryHighest rank: #23 In poetry. A compilation of Poems about love, heart break, depression and everything in between really. Black, white, and of course, a dose of grey.