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It's raining And somehow the rain always brings me to you The chaotic way it falls on the roof And the calm way it falls on me I don't think of you because you're the same as it I think of you because you're not You don't wash away a part of me Neither do you envelop me into who you are Instead you pull all pieces of me together You turn my scars to tattoos You let me be my own puzzle piece That fits with yours You're not the rain, you aren't You don't hide the sun and conquer Instead you lay down with me And let our skins get sunburnt You aren't the rain. You're everything, instead.
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Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 12:19 AM UTC
Rain
It's raining And somehow the rain always brings me to you The chaotic way it falls on the roof And the calm way it falls on me I don't think of you because you're the same as it I think of you because you're not You don't wash away a part of me Neither do you envelop me into who you are Instead you pull all pieces of me together You turn my scars to tattoos You let me be my own puzzle piece That fits with yours You're not the rain, you aren't You don't hide the sun and conquer Instead you lay down with me And let our skins get sunburnt You aren't the rain. You're everything, instead.
rosh-bahri
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Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 12:19 AM UTC
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