Rain

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I feel the rain running down my face 

So cold and wet 

I stand there not moving at all letting it hit me as the drops fall down my chin 

I always thought that the rain would wash away my pain 

But every drop feels like a depressing smack to the face 

And all those happy feelings are washed away 

Even if the rain stops falling 

And the sun comes out 

It won't clear up the darkness in my heart 

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