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IT'S RAINING
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COUNTRY POEMS
It's raining.
She said goodbye.
She said never call her again.
Never come here, she said.
It's over, she said.
She slammed the door.
He stood there.
On the outside, looking in.
It's raining.
He took there, more.
Catching his breath, not believing,
Staring in disbelief,
at what had just happened.
It's raining.
He bangs on the door.
Calling her name.
Begging.
Begging on his knees.
It's raining.
She.
She's inside.
She hears him, but is not listening.
She has heard this song before.
So many times.
Oh, so many times.
Like a number one hit on the radio.
She would call it:
the forgiveness begging song.
It's raining.
She.
She gets tired.
She gets tired of listening.
She turns out the lights.
She goes to bed.
It's raining.
It's raining.
It's raining.
It's raining.
