the poem

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I don’t understand why it doesn’t stop raining anymore,
I can’t go out anymore,
not without feeling alone,
not without getting drenched .

It’s like the sky is falling all around me,
all over me,
I can’t help but stand under it.

I hate that I miss you so much,
I hate that there is nothing to be done about it,
I hate that this is it,
This pain is all we get.


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