Rain, rain, go away
Don't come back another day
Don't return and drench the world
Don't crush the dreams of a little girl
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Rain, rain, come again
Wash away my every sin
Wash away the blood and gore
Show me every new thing in store
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Rain, rain, come and go
Wash me away and bring me home
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The Scrambled Philosophies That I Call Thoughts
PoetryThe scattered musings about love and life by a(n) (a)musing girl who knows little of either.
