A Hole

Rain.
A place in me wants the sun,
I, however, love rain more.
Never have I felt this way,
In my bleak and miserably life
Even the smallest things bring me joy.

I live life, day by day
Sitting and waiting for the forecast

Living for the verdict
Open the door, water
Vapour greats my eager face, my
Empty void is fulfilled.

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