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Rain, Rain
Rain, rain come my way wash away all the pain, make me new, make me fresh, make me the kind of person you’ll never want to forget, kissed by the rain that crashes on my face, swimming with the tears that blend in with the rain. The thunder rolls making my screams unheard, the anger of the lighting burns like the fire within my soul.
I'm not really sure about this one. Does it make sense?
I'm not really sure about this one. Does it make sense?
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