rain

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its nothing more that a drop of rain then its starts to pore  i didn't know what to do but i couldn't walk away with out seeing u one more time and when i went back u asked me why i came back i said i didn't know but i knew once i heard  your voice tell me that i knew what i came for i went for it first just a drop then i let it pore for a moment time stopped i wasn't wet and cold i was alive for a split second and i know it wont hold me off forever but for now it will have to do

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