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Flights of Fancy: Pain
I don't really understand why I started writing poems again, except that they seem to be a compulsion and I derive some solace putting my thoughts into words. But now that it looks like I will continue to write, time to give my poems a place.
Here's my first attempt.
I love the rain, not today
They're a reminder of tears unshed
I smile and banish the thoughts in my head.