Rᴀɪɴ

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Rain.
What a beautiful sound,
Rain is all she heard,
as she ran across the lilli field,
"𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟"
She breathed out, hand in hand with the love of her life,
"𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠"
the smile on her face grew wider as they approached the lake.
Looking ever so slightly at the body's floating at the surface.
Rain is all she heard.
And rain was the last thing she saw.
for as she was dead the whole time,
A Meer memory to her lover
Who had decided not to go on any longer
Without her by their side.

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