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They are a lot like vertical spider webs That never connect The downpour - you still want to steer clear from them though Perfect in their way, I'm leery nonetheless These things happen I suppose, nearly too much Most people pray for this - the floods Not just the wet kind - emotional as well It's off-putting because of it's frequency Wrath of god and all, I welcome it and all But it never delivers on it's promise(s) Ultimately, merely an inconvenience I don't sleep well (or ever for that matter) When I think I intuitively know it's coming I don't understand how anyone could It almost verges on the ******** The unexpected wet dream kind Because of this I trust nothing Not the weather, certainly not people The rain, the people, they're deafening   And for some reason that's promising Hopeful almost
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Sep 8, 2010
Sep 8, 2010 at 2:57 PM UTC
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They are a lot like vertical spider webs That never connect The downpour - you still want to steer clear from them though Perfect in their way, I'm leery nonetheless These things happen I suppose, nearly too much Most people pray for this - the floods Not just the wet kind - emotional as well It's off-putting because of it's frequency Wrath of god and all, I welcome it and all But it never delivers on it's promise(s) Ultimately, merely an inconvenience I don't sleep well (or ever for that matter) When I think I intuitively know it's coming I don't understand how anyone could It almost verges on the ******** The unexpected wet dream kind Because of this I trust nothing Not the weather, certainly not people The rain, the people, they're deafening   And for some reason that's promising Hopeful almost
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Sep 8, 2010
Sep 8, 2010 at 2:57 PM UTC
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