a poem
Rain
Its smell is fresh
Its touch is cool and relaxing
It can either comfort you or destroy you
With a single touch of its poisonous drop
It can bring life adn it can bring death
it will bring joy when your are in need for its company
It will be your tears when you're sad
When you feel hatred it will turn you numb and your heart cold
It can heal your wounds or it can bring deathly sickness
But no matter what the cost
Whether it brings life or death to me
It is my strength and i shall its power for my gain
So let the rain run wild because the rain is just
Rain
It is its own power!
ExoticMoonDaughter Community Member 
|
|
