When it rains, it pours

March 21, 2018
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The rain relates to me
The  Rain soaks our clothes

Like my tears soak my pillow when I think of three-year-old Destinee
The rain, the reason my hair puffs, because of the hair you have given me, like my eyes after nights of crying

The red lights on top of the police cars and ambulances signify, the color of my eyes when I go back to three-year-old Destinee

when cars crashed and stopped, They signify my thoughts of you until December 27, 2017
The sky is my bed

My best friend who soaks up my thoughts
Holds me tight

The rain,
Sometimes brings joy, when you spin around in it

The rain calms me

Put me to sleep
Take away these horrible memories

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