Drops of Poetry

It's drizzling outside

Words flowing through my mind

Everything came crashing down on me like thunder

My strength and support gets ready to surrender

The thunder strikes me

The lightning awakes me

The drops of rain turn into drops of thoughts

They are all I think about

I really don't care if I'm drowning

I just want to spin these words into a story

Before the rain goes and sunshine comes

I need to turn the drops of rain into drops of poetry


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