One; Jealousy

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Yesterday the rain tried to imitate my hands by running down your body. Those virulent raindrops caressing you,
Leaving gratuitous traces on your complexioned skin
Marking its territory.
Demonic laughs echoed across the silent night,
Provoking the flames in my heart.
So I ripped the sky apart for allowing it.

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