Poem

This is a poem my friend wrote about his current situation

In my great hopeful reign
will it be you who's going to stay in the rain.
It's like I need love
that would be a gift from above.
This life is so hard
For every problem I need a guard.
To protect me from painful falls
Or from stopping me running against a wall.
Everyday is a blue monday.
Do you realize
I don't got luck today?

That's it, guys who write poems are hawt.

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