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Another poem for the love of my life

When it's raining all day long I sit indoors and draw All the lives I daydreamed of The ones I'd lived before The love that filled my stomach..

A poem for the love of my life.

The conclusion to my previous poem: Under the Rug.

There's a lump under the rug Secret thoughts and secret words Swept under the rug Expectations not being met Sweet gestures only from one ..

I know that 7 million thoughts a day is incorrect, I wasn't sure on the number but thought I'd leave it in there to add a touch of weirdness ;)

Everything happens so that we can grow, for reasons sometimes we can't understand.

A realisation I want to share

A poem I wrote for my Grandma's funeral.

Messy rhymes