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It's raining And I'm trying to think of something profound But my thoughts are not profound They are the thoughts of thousands It's raining And I lie here And the beauty and vastness and **** storm thunder of this place Steals my breath It's raining And I'm thinking of my youth Lost My mother ridden with cancer My soul screaming My loves living their lives in pampered perfection Proud pictures shining and dripping off of social media It's raining And I'm tired
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Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 7:51 PM UTC
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It's raining And I'm trying to think of something profound But my thoughts are not profound They are the thoughts of thousands It's raining And I lie here And the beauty and vastness and **** storm thunder of this place Steals my breath It's raining And I'm thinking of my youth Lost My mother ridden with cancer My soul screaming My loves living their lives in pampered perfection Proud pictures shining and dripping off of social media It's raining And I'm tired
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Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 7:51 PM UTC
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