It is raining, and I have no umbrella.

It is raining, and I have no umbrella.

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A ramble, a word vomit, a rain, there are no words that can describe the visceral feeling of how the water has tainted the skin I once loved.
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It can't be But then he saw her And it all comes flooding back It can't be What if there's more to Rain then meets the eye? **TW - mentions of past sexual and psychological abuse and substance abuse**

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