Rain 2009

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When the sky lets down her tears

Letting us know her fears.

Our favorite color becomes grey.

We say problems go away,

We just want to live this day

Without problems and thoughts about the past

Just today and who we're gonna be at last.


We find ourselves singing a sad song

We wonder where we truly belong,

We wonder about something called fate.

Is it something we should hate?

Or maybe it's something great?

I guess we'll just have to wait!


We're sitting by the window hour by hour;

Waiting to see just one flower,

Waiting to see a blue sky

And a rainbow with a butterfly.


Time flows by

And we return to cry;

Wondering when the tears will dry

Wondering how? when? and why?


At last the picture becomes so clear.

It was in front of us right here.

Forget your problems, they are really few;

Imagine a sky that is really blue

So you can carry on with a new you....


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Age: still 13 , Place : Arabic land

There isn't a story behind that. Just a day where it got to much.....

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