alexandrawangswriting

Here are my poems and short stories

Raindrops Flood My Broken Heart

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I have been here with five years of rain,
Looking out of the window and seeing pain,
The sky is gray day after day,
Seeing the sun I have to pay.

Locked in a dark closet with no path,
Going out there is like taking a bath,
When the sun is out the other children play,
I have nothing to say,
With flowers blooming up,
Sunset rising is like gold in a cup.

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