Counting Raindrops

Counting Raindrops

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We were the perfect storm, and for just a second I truly believed we could be something magical. But you were lightning and I was thunder, and the timing would always be slightly off. So now I lay here, counting the raindrops you left behind staring at the cold, grey sky that's the same color as your beautiful eyes.
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