Rain
it seems that the dark clouds are always looming above my head
the rain is always falling and the wind is sharp and cold
the last sunny day seems like eons ago and the forecast has rain, Rain, RAIN
the lightening strikes
the thunder howls
and the rain is always falling
flash flood warnings
and tornadoes, hurricanes, and tsunamis
they're not just nightmares but reality
no one can take cover
everything is already in ruins
I guess the storms have finally wreaked havoc on my life
the wind blows away the beautiful rays of sunshine
in its place it leaves the cold harsh rain
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