March 14, 2011
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As the wet drop of water slowly falls,
Like tears from the gods as they cry down,
She saddens the day with her tearful calls,
The splashing sounds as people walk from town,
As they run away afraid to get wet,
Trying to hide without a doubt to say,
Nowhere to go but dry off and get set,
Wishing that the month would change to May,
Her tears don’t end until she feels loved,
Nothing to compromise unless happiness,
Thinking when to stop as her sadness floods,
The rain feels pity since she sees sadness,
They feel the coldness go by their scared face,
Now she ends her sadness with a loved case.

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