Rain
PoemOutside is raining,
The sounds make me anxious,
The air is cold.
I try continue my story but I can't,
All that I can think about is him,
How is he?
Is he lonely too?
Maybe there is a girl,
One that is lucky,
One that sleeps in his warm embrace.
Lonely
Lonely is what I am
In this cold bed
Thinking about him
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