You love the rain,
so i cried enough to tears
to start a thunderstorm
just to make you happyBut then you decided,
that sunshine is better than rain
And you just choose her
and left me rust and decay
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2.58 A.M Thoughts
Poetryhe said that i used to be his favorite book, but he ripping off my pages to write her a novel
the rain
You love the rain,
so i cried enough to tears
to start a thunderstorm
just to make you happyBut then you decided,
that sunshine is better than rain
And you just choose her
and left me rust and decay