Monday, 2 February 2015


Her tears were the sunshine to his day 
And her smile was the rain and brutal storm 
However only rarely did she smile
And so sometimes he welcomed the storm
And even stood in the rain 
One day he realized he would be okay with a storm everyday
Because after the storm? There was a rainbow
He noticed that the sun burned
And the rain soothed that burn 
In fact he'd rather not burn at all
Now everyday it storms 

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