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I sure love the rain.
I'll call him RAIN.
Oh, how he pours outside on a supposedly typical day, I swear I don't wanna look right behind the curtain. I'm hearing every drop, and every drop reminds me of him. It was a cold stormy day as I sit in front of the computer. I am here for work, not for another nostalgic moment. I've thought too much, felt too much, dreamt too much that I wish I could just forget. FORGET - because everyday and every night I seem to remember.
I hate Greenwhich, I hate McDonald's, I hate the butterfly garden and La Vista resort. I hate our place, I hate myself for not hating him.
I'd rather go shopping.
Still, no one can decode me. I need help from those that I want to help me.
It's not you, it's me. I'm broke, I'm incomplete. If you were to read my previous words they are more of About Me. I've been hearing myself too much to the point it could be called selfishness.
Now, back to you. I will wish for a star to fall in one of Pasonanca's hill tonight to ask for a miracle - forget teh rain. You see, I started the previous sentence with "I" again.
The rain never failed to fail me. The rain fulfilled the prophecies of people around me - those that he thought hates him.
I am writing to keep me sane. After all that has happened, I sure love the rain.
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It's his birthday tomorrow. And... it will be just another typical day for me. I hope it rains.
***
I sure love the rain.
I'll call him RAIN.
Oh, how he pours outside on a supposedly typical day, I swear I don't wanna look right behind the curtain. I'm hearing every drop, and every drop reminds me of him. It was a cold stormy day as I sit in front of the computer. I am here for work, not for another nostalgic moment. I've thought too much, felt too much, dreamt too much that I wish I could just forget. FORGET - because everyday and every night I seem to remember.
I hate Greenwhich, I hate McDonald's, I hate the butterfly garden and La Vista resort. I hate our place, I hate myself for not hating him.
I'd rather go shopping.
Still, no one can decode me. I need help from those that I want to help me.
It's not you, it's me. I'm broke, I'm incomplete. If you were to read my previous words they are more of About Me. I've been hearing myself too much to the point it could be called selfishness.
Now, back to you. I will wish for a star to fall in one of Pasonanca's hill tonight to ask for a miracle - forget teh rain. You see, I started the previous sentence with "I" again.
The rain never failed to fail me. The rain fulfilled the prophecies of people around me - those that he thought hates him.
I am writing to keep me sane. After all that has happened, I sure love the rain.
***
It's his birthday tomorrow. And... it will be just another typical day for me. I hope it rains.
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