There will be a bright side

July 8, 2015

The sun doesnt always come out,

No rain brings drought.

People are always making mistakes,

Life shows no time to waste.

So open your eyes to the sky,

Feel your need to be alive.

Life wont wait for you,

To realize the good things you can do.

The sun doesnt always come out,

But a little rain never hurt anybody.

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