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it is raining again remember when we were kids we would stare outside the window look for the pitter patter we would leave foggy hand prints on the glass we would sing rain rain go away teacher told us to. clouds, so discontent with thunder an- d lightning. always fighting with each other with anything lots of yelling lots of screaming poor grey clouds cant hold the blue sky anymore. down comes the rain, sad clouds, lots of rain. thunder and lighting get mad boom sky lights up with twenty million volts of resentment that was a story my mom told me when i was a little kid who knew it was non-fiction non-fiction to say the least it was a reflection a reflection of my parents and why they don't love each other anymore twenty million volts of resentment on my mothers face she says it was an accident it's fine i am not a kid anymore i know it isn't fine and i dont sing rain rain go away I because you are never here to sing it with me and II because i've learned that the rain has to pour before it doesn't, so just let it ******* pour its pouring all the time, and even when its not it still is and you may not see it and maybe no one can but i see it its constant. i have really grown to love the rain
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Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 1:44 AM UTC
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it is raining again remember when we were kids we would stare outside the window look for the pitter patter we would leave foggy hand prints on the glass we would sing rain rain go away teacher told us to. clouds, so discontent with thunder an- d lightning. always fighting with each other with anything lots of yelling lots of screaming poor grey clouds cant hold the blue sky anymore. down comes the rain, sad clouds, lots of rain. thunder and lighting get mad boom sky lights up with twenty million volts of resentment that was a story my mom told me when i was a little kid who knew it was non-fiction non-fiction to say the least it was a reflection a reflection of my parents and why they don't love each other anymore twenty million volts of resentment on my mothers face she says it was an accident it's fine i am not a kid anymore i know it isn't fine and i dont sing rain rain go away I because you are never here to sing it with me and II because i've learned that the rain has to pour before it doesn't, so just let it ******* pour its pouring all the time, and even when its not it still is and you may not see it and maybe no one can but i see it its constant. i have really grown to love the rain
#love#terrible#rain#mess
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Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 1:44 AM UTC
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