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Our Rain

I find myself under
Your dark clouds
Beating me with their beautiful thunder

Blue skies reside
Across my path
Above the ones in which I confide

I could run
From this, from you
But in a sick way,
I like this place too

I enjoy this rain
Even when it hails
I think I love this pain

I wanted out
I wanted to stay
This darkness is beautiful
I never did like the day

This crashing thunder
that I now find my self beneath
Brings me a sadistic wonder

We had to leave
The destruction of our storm
A loss and a gain
One we will both mourn

I wish you well
Don't turn back
Don't run back into this hell

I will find my way home





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