I hate the word "Rain".
It's an uncomfortable gray
Just like you.
I hate the word "Night".
She is a dark force
Just like you.
I hate the ocean at night.
He makes noise, buzzes, throws
Salt water spray
To my face, as if
Waiting for my salty tears.
But no!!
No!!!
I can't cry anymore.
The pain froze like
a stone in my heart.
I stretch out
my hand to the ocean,
The wave quickly comes
to comfort me,
And responds
to me with
a strong longing.
I stretch out my
arms towards the rain,
And the rain answers me
Raindrops on the face.
But I'm not crying,
It 's just drops ...
I hate the word Rain
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