May 3, 2009
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The rain it fell, I thought of you. It reminded me of how I fell for you. Each and every drip was like a moment by your side. Soon it all built up and created such a tide. I was washed by your memory, and felt your sweet touch. Remember how it feels when your silence creates a rush. My blood runs cold, my heart is blue, and it's just my soul wrapped up in you. When you whisper close, I draw near, every drip of rain is like my dripping tears. The memories, they pour and flood. The bays are filled and the dirt is mud. I watch them drip on the window slow, and the memories, down the road they flow.

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