Rain
The rain pours down slowly upon my caramel colored skin, it gives me time to think and breathe again, it helps hide my tears as they bind in with the rain falling on my face, I could stand here forever being cleansed over and over again by the rain, it's like a scene from a movie but it feels so real, my heart slows and I close my eyes and I relax, for the first time in what seems like years and for a moment I feel happy, I wish this moment could last forever.
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