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Jul 2020
i guess you thought
our love
was an april shower
but lover,
when i rain
i pour.
i let you consume me
and soak me
to the bone.
i guess you thought
our love
was an april shower,
when it hit me
like a hurricane.
rk
Written by
rk  F/scotland
(F/scotland)   
467
     Adaley June, --- and Sushant
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