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All Thats Left. some say, do you love the rain?
the metallic smell in the breeze,
cool and wet
like some sweet kiss.
pink and his delicate sound of thunder,
i do love the rain
here in arizona,
it is the difference
like objective to dream,
personality makes the rain,
and she is like me
with a story to tell.
right now,
the raindrops beat their everywhere at once
descent off the roof,
on a smooth trip, the storm peaks and fade
and to her lonely fate,
she makes her way.
leaving me wet, to soak up
her inspiration.
