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I love the rain,
I really do.
Everyone has an element that they can identify with, and mine is water.
Usually, whenever I’m down or sad it will start raining, like the Whole is trying to make me feel better.
I love sitting in my room, in the quiet, and just listening to it drumming on the roof.
It comes in torrents and is gone again. It returns and leaves then returns once more harder then the last time..
Ever make love in the rain? Ever fuck in it? Sex in the rain, something about it just sounds right.
Ever just go for a walk in the rain? It washes your problems away, if even for just a few minutes its just you and the rain. No worrys. No problems. Just you and the rain.
Where did it just go? It just stopped. Come back!

This poem was wrote sometime in 2007


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