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Rain


I Hate The Rain

Point. Blank. Period.

It reminds me of my loneliness

because the rain falls in pairs, lives in free air, then meets a blissful peace with the ground

That I stand on drenched in my sadness.

Sometimes I'll do a rain dance to make the gray clouds run out of my mind

Hoping someone wil join me so I won't look stupid alone.

But I always rememeber I am

ALONE.

It's a dreary day today, the rain is flooding my mind 

So I sit and wait for one drop of sunshine.

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