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Rain When I Die

I want it to rain when I die
I want my soul to be freed
My spirit to carry on
I want the rain to wash away all of my sin
I don't want to have people cry for me
They miss me, but it'll be okay
I want everyone to remember the good times
The great times we had together
So when it rains
Think of me and this poem
I'm not dead yet
But when it rains
When it f****** pours outside
Think about me
Because I might be gone...



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hxcRocker said...
Jan. 11, 2011 at 2:09 am
The anger mixed with the melancholy meaning makes this a great poem. 
 
amicrazyorisitjusteveryoneelse replied...
Jan. 12, 2011 at 6:27 pm
Thankssss:)  It was raining when I wrote it... and I just started to write.
 
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