My love comes down by rain, by tears.
And, my clouds swell up when you draw near.
It's like no other love expressed before.
So, you are blessed that you receive much more
Than any other person dwelling on this Earth.
And, when my love dies, you give birth,
To a new beginning for you and me.
And, my love can cry to you forever free.
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Survivor's Remorse
PoetrySurvivor's Remorse is a personal collection of poetry, songs, lyrics, prose, and more that ranges from the early 2000s through 2023 when I finally decided to start a new poetry book! Thank you immensely to anyone who has taken time to read this book...
