Posted on Oct 17, 2008
I used to write more often than I do now......and I came across this one in one of my old notebooks that someone will find after I am long gone from this body, this place we call earth....( deep huh? LOL )
Rain...............12-14-1986..................
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Rain is for romantics and manic depressives, it falls and makes you want to embrace and face all your problems.
Each drop holds a memory,and each carries feelings.
Rain is for poets, and rain is for sleeping......each drop is a word spoken by someone who no longer lives, as it
gently falls on your head and travels down your cheeks.............where tears once were.
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