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Miserable

6/13/2019 ☼ poems

Slowly but surely my jacket
will be completely soaked,
and I will be tired of walking
through the rain when I’m 
a hundred paces away from 
warm and clean shelter where
I don’t have to endure this
anymore.

That’s why I stay here and 
refuse to go back to shelter
because I get to endure this
miserable fucking weather.