It never rains herè
even when it's gloomy outside
it never rains herè
even when you don't see the sun
it never rains herè
even when you don't see the stars at night
it's going going to be alright because
it never rains herè
even when you hear thunder, you didn't because
it never rains herè
now believe me when I say this
it rained herè one day
when it rained herè
it was because i let it, but now
it never rains herè
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this poem talks about how "it never rains herè" which is a metaphor of how of how i used to follow the crowd, but not anymore because i realized that i didn't want to be like everyone else.
~the drèamer✨
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Poems From The Drèamer
Poetrythese are poems from a dreamer, a dreamer whose dream is to become a actor
