water cycle
I dont undersatnd how all my friends can fade away,
like evaportated vapor on a hot sunny day,
But just like the clouds when they turn to gray,
They be begine to streach rumble and fray and strike anything in their way
and as their drepression precipitates them right back where they started
they remeber I was there with them before they started falling
so they wanna run off and run back into my life so i can help them ease the pain.
all these thoughts are putting a strain on my brain
how you want me to help you heal yo pain when you the one who fell with the rain
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