Boom! Is the sound you here before the rain falls, drip drop fall like dropped phone calls. Somebody relationship is being tested it's like in the clouds a bucket of water was wasted. These rainy days, man they run wild, it's hard to find anybody with just a decent smile. If you can stand this rain, stand in a crowd if you can stand that crowd lay in a pile, I mean wow! just more things to turn that frown upside down. But I'm telling you to feel free and run into that rain while that rain run wild, I want to be that little floating smoke that's sitting on that cloud.
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"When Life Gives You Apples"
PoetryIt's a poem book full of situations that a boy could be put in, some exciting, some dissapointing...but when life gives you apples, what do you do?
