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And I ran under the rain Hoping to wash away all the pain Tears weren't enough to cleanse the vain, To erase the memories of bane. I ran, skipped, turned Cooling the soul with third degree burns Gentle drops from heaven calmed my nerves Temporarily, agony was shunned.
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May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 1:10 PM UTC
Midnight Rain
And I ran under the rain Hoping to wash away all the pain Tears weren't enough to cleanse the vain, To erase the memories of bane. I ran, skipped, turned Cooling the soul with third degree burns Gentle drops from heaven calmed my nerves Temporarily, agony was shunned.
#rain#night#pain
mitziambrad
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mitziambrad
F/Philippines
May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 1:10 PM UTC
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