Our Rainy MondaysA Poem by wishystar
the rain trickles down your hair
our breath, foggy in the air hold your umbrella up high can't see anything, in the grey sky mondays so bleak and cold but the memories forever i'll hold raindrops splatter on the sidewalk but we don't notice as we talk our rainy mondays
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