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The Blue After the Rain

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All life has inherent value-
but if a value of a human life is purpose,
what happens to those without one?

Under the falling rain, close your eyes. 
Let the relentless torrent wash away everything.
Let your entire self melt away like sugar.
And be left in awe at the blue after the rain.All Rights Reserved

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EDGE. by edenjohanna

**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. ***

Maze of memories by DawnOfTimes

People always say every life should be cherished. That every single one of them is equally fragile and precious. Like a beautiful glass sculpture or the blossoming flowers in spring. But the thing is, everyone's definition of beautiful is different. Some people prefer roses over orchids. Some of them like sculptures of people whereas others like sculptures of animals. And so there are times when even the most beautiful sculpture gets thrown away like trash or forgotten somewhere because they found one that's prettier. The beautiful flowers that bloomed in spring will wither away and eventually become nothing but dust. There are times when a sculpture in itself could be really beautiful but a tiny flaw will make people deem it as a "mistake". The flowers that are left to wither away just because they miss a leave, or because they aren't the right size or the right colour. So you see that saying about every life being equally precious?, yeah that only counts for the "perfect" ones. Still some of these faulty sculptures and broken flowers managed to make it into the world. They would be facing the harsh reality of this world and would have to fight to survive. Some of them would unfortunately lose this fight in the end, leaving to a faraway place in hopes to find peace and quiet. Still just being able to make it this far in this harsh world is something to be proud of, as friends and family will forever remember these brave individuals who fought hard to survive until the very end. - Kaylee de Leeuw

Come Back Please by Wan_ie

"I loved you. From the moment my eyes fell on you." "I know. Me too." "Really? Is that even true... I don't even know if to believe you anymore," he snickered sorrowfully. "Why?" The other asked. Confused and wondering. _________________ And I thought this one will be light... Though, it will be. Hope you'll enjoy this short story of mine. -Wannie

Finally Meant (Book 5 of Series) by JH_Whitfield

I made my way through the dark apartment and found the couch. What was going on at this hour that wouldn't allow me to sleep? Whatever it was it was intense, and I wasn't able to ignore it. The rain could be heard smacking into the concrete and against my window. I step out into my patio to watch it, nothing seems of the ordinary, or nothing I could piece together. I felt...sad in a way. This wasn't my sadness, my heart ached for someone else, but who? Why? I rubbed my chest, puzzled by this mystery. I was somehow feeling someones misfortune. I prayed to God this person was alright. Final Book of the 'Meant To' Series.

surviving the storm by subst4ncias

A collection of poems meant to soothe and release the pain from the rainy days

maerdyad by KiboBeLoser

I don't know, I just need to write stuff right now. When you thought you found the one, after all this time, after all the poeple that left, and it turns out, she loves someone else. For when the rain comes, and the hail, and all hell is unleashed, out of nowhere.

Can you love me too? by Nani_Kim228

I am the one who is always there when you need a shoulder to cry on. I am the one who listen all your rants and heartaches. I am the one who supports you when the whole world is against what you want. But you never there for me to catch me.. when i found myself falling ... falling for you. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Credit to the rightful owners: All the photo that i used in my story.

ENG [HEEJAKE] Please, don't love him. by seohw07

[POV JAKE] I washed my face and was about to leave when Heeseung grabbed my arm. I looked at him, confused. "you good?" heeseung said - Yeah im fine He was still looking at me. His lips were moving but no sound came out. "I..." he started I was waiting him to say something when i heard a scream. Sunghoon. [POV HEESEUNG] He leaves. "I love you", I sighed. xx Hello! I am so sorry if I make mistakes.. English is not my mother tongue.. i will try my best and thanks! started : 2022/04/29 ended : 2022/11/13

Rain - A Zombie Apocalypse Story - by ReissRow

Rain falls from the clouds and plummets down to the lands where it is then devoured by the earth. Rain is what helps the earth and its inhabitants thrive; but now, rain is what will destroy the earth itself. As people get caught in the rain, they change. They lose their civility and everything that made them what they were. A simple umbrella won't save you this time. *This is the original un-edited version*

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EDGE.

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. ***