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No weatherman warned me About the downfall of you About the pouring out of emotive soul Which encompassed the morning In a matter of seconds, falling Like a haze of pensive dew And now I cannot unseen the sight Or the falling skies of you
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Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 10:15 AM UTC
Raining, Alone
No weatherman warned me About the downfall of you About the pouring out of emotive soul Which encompassed the morning In a matter of seconds, falling Like a haze of pensive dew And now I cannot unseen the sight Or the falling skies of you
When the rain falls inside, as well as out. This one's about a memory. But not at all about me. https://youtu.be/N9qBsmZnB5w
colmistoirm
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Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 10:15 AM UTC
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