Sometimes words
evade
Sometimes silence
destroys
Sometimes I
don't feel
Sometimes the sky's
are grey
When it rains
ohhh god it
feels so good
When it calls
my name
You see, its constantly there
like places that gather dust
like the
attic
basement
garage
finally
we met one day
face to face
I said
I
know
your
name
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem