Oops

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  Last time we talked, it was a little everywhere
We both didn't know what to say
Or what to do.
   In a way we both became more comfortable
We lost the way the world would turn
We didn't feel the thunder roll, or the lightning break
We felt the things that made us sane.
   As we never knew things would be real
We felt like The wind was rolling past us
Nothing hitting us
As the rain fell slowly
My hair not even getting wet
But looking as if the oops were crying out
Upon my face.

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