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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**WARNING!** The following contains triggering and sexual content, heavy language, and drug use. Please continue at your own risk. So we stopped to dance in the rain, for it reminded us of our own tears that were spilled from our eyes in the dark and haunting past. Maybe we wished dancing in the clear drops with happiness on our faces would make the pain go away. For now, it would. That’s all we needed. ***

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