Midnight Tales
oh it's raining again , suddenly,the thoughts start running marathon ; Me gazing towards the raindrops hopelessly, The innocent child inside me crave to feel the warmth of nature. A breeze passing through, gently kiss my soul. The dark sky lure my desire silly me try to uphold ; In urge to find completeness, I wish to stay incomplete just like raindrops which gets buried under the soil.
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