Category : Poems

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The sky is gray, 
  Like my heavy heart. 
 When other hearts bloom, 
  My love withers inside.
 
 It doesn't rain with tears
  But with blood. 
 I feel unrecognizable this time.

 I get out of bed 
 To go to the window, 
  The sky has lost its blue,
   My feelings are blue already.