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When it rains
It touches everything on this side of town. For I am just a lonely girl sitting here staring out the rain covered window, watching the rain fall down each pane.. almost like the tears on my cheeks. I wrap my self tighter in the cozy warmth of my over sized cardigan. Sure it is cozy, but I wear it to hide myself, so is it really cozy or is it prison? I wipe my tears on the sleeve of my cardigan and see a tiny hint of blue come off on the light grey material. I forgot I was wearing makeup, shit. Now I must really compare to the way the devilish storm looks that is brewing outside. It hurts so I choke back more tears. Ya know, it is pretty when it rains out, so why can't I be pretty when I cry. I don't know anymore, but all I know is that the sky and I are raining at the same time. Now isn't that beautiful.
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