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Rain


Pouring down

In unrelenting sheets

Washing all

In its path

Battle-worn soldiers

Pellets of water

That are cold to the touch

Leaving numb traces

And mingling

With salty tears

The sky rumbles

And it groans

With a weary sadness

The landscape blurs

In shades of gray

And a mourning blue

The shadows gather

Amid the splashes

Of blinding white

Greeting visitors

With the gloomy sight

Selfishly pouring

As a symbol

Of the misery

That permeates inside

Piercing the hardened heart

And leaking through

Those bitter cracks

The grieving holes

That for some reason

Were allowed to stay

Even though 

It just let the pain grow

Allowed the wounds to fester

To bleed profusely

As nostalgic memories

Regretful errors

Secret dreams

Yearning wishes

While nobody

But the rain 

Ever listens. 

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Erm, my inspiration was and is Harry Potter, which started me on my now six year journey to becoming an author. I love to write (obviously), especially poetry, which is how I express the rawer side of myself. My poetry is mostly on Wattpad and Wordpress, which I am now uploading onto here as well. (I don't want to get sued or something, I put that here so I can't be accused of copying someone else's work, since I am just copying my own work to put it on here as well.)

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