the rain
The rain comes
On piano wielding fingertips
Serenading the city
With a song
That can never repeat.
And then, it is gone.
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karalee.skittles
Hello to all! I am a Canadian femail and i come in peace.. most of the time :3 I am currently growing with my writing abilities and I love metaphors! Hopefully I can get some constructive criticism and feedback on what I post!
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