March 24, 2009
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Rain pounds on the rooftop,
Echoing the pounding of my heart.
Rain is hitting the ground creating a river,
Echoing my tears hitting the floor and making puddles.
Rain drizzles lazily down the house,
Echoing my feelings slowly drizzling away.
Rain comes and goes as it pleases,
Echoing the people in my life.

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