in rainy days,
i find myself thinking,
could it ever be possible,
you and me?but as the rainbow appears
after the rain, i realized,
maybe i was your rainbow.
maybe we could never be
together but the pain
my love created turned
into hues of sad love.
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beautiful lies
Poetryshattered pieces of your heart is where beautiful lies, lie within. 01/01/19 ©artoxicated