As I lie in bed
Listening to the pitter patter of rain
Each drop a word of the many things the rain has to say.
The rain pours and pours
To no end of it's own
Falling on my roof
Drowning all my thoughts
It puts my mind at ease
And it feels nice to be at peace
But memories of you even rain can't erase
It has tried for days and days...
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Inside Her Mind.
PoetryThis little bunch of poems that I am writing is 'how' I feel sometimes 'what' I feel sometimes... these are views towards life and relationships with people and all my compressed thoughts expressed.... They reflect me people I know and what they wan...
