Thunderstorms rage outside my window.
Lightning blinks as it watches me cry.
It's strange to have the weather know
What I feel inside.
Author's Note:
There's a storm outside.
-I. Quill
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Rain Clouds
PoetrySimple poems, each with a story just behind them. ••• This book will be updated whenever I write a new poem worth posting. I draw inspiration either from my own complicated emotions, or sometimes even stories I've created in my mind. I suppose only...
