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Rain

By
You
Me
The whole crazy thing
Nothing else can show us who we really are
We run and hide
Or laugh and shout
It brings out the best
Or the worst
When I say those 3 little words
What I really mean’s you’re my kind of rain
When I say you’re my kind of rain
I mean than I get jitters when
You come around, my sorrows melt away,
I loose all feeling because you are
Around me, and I even cry because for
Once the sky and ground finally meet
And join as one.
Rain is the best kind of weather, don’t
You think?





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