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this is a metaphor. just read it please |
| Its coming with no way out the feeling of sorrow and doubt gloomy skies are straight ahead all the beautiful things are becoming dead its funny how the rain just comes and goes one minute everything is fine then there it goes there to wreck the good times that are near shutting down the adventures coming here sometimes flooding or with little showers sometimes not stopping for several hours and just when you think things are right again The rainer is left broken hearted |