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The rain, you, and me.
  I can only write about the rain
  And how much it reminds me of you
  Your smile and your kiss and your eyes
  Except that isn’t what makes me cry
  Whenever I see the rain out there
  I cannot stop the retrospection of you and me
  I thought you were the one for me
  The only one who would reign
  Over my heart, just and fair. Oh, you there
  On your mighty throne you
  Made me smile, laugh, cry
  And those tears burned my eyes
  The rain falls like your empty I
  Love You’s, pouring over me
  And as hard as I try I cannot help but cry
  Because when you left it was raining
  And it was raining when I met you
  And now the ghost of us is out there
  Within the droplets there
  Are our memories and your eyes
  I cannot escape these thoughts. For you
  Are everywhere and so it is hard for me
  To forget you when it begins to rain
  And so all I can do is cry
  My heart always cries
  Out for yours and their
  Pain is always drowned out by the rain
  Even Horus’s weathered eye
  Could see the end of you and me
  And still, I cannot stop thinking about you
  
  The rain always reminds me of you
  Our abandoned hearts still cry
  Out in the night haunting me
  With the infinite echo of their
  Pain and so our eyes
  Follow the sky and rain
  Take me back to the night I met you
  When it was cold and raining and I never thought to cry
  In your arms but there is the true pain still falling from my eyes

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