raindrops (hiro hamada)

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pitter-patter, pitter-patter.

the rain falls; there is a faint chitter-chatter.

let's see how a heart can shatter.

pitter-patter, pitter-patter.

why does this even matter?

sympathetic smiles, pitying eyes

none of it will lead to his demise

pitter-patter, pitter-patter.

life seemed as though it were getting flatter

in a world devoid of hope and colour,

all he could do was say he missed his brother

pitter-patter, pitter-patter.

revenge is not the best way to settle a feud

of crimson armour and relations in tatters

friendship is the one thing that matters.

// a/n: I got bored... And this happened. Not my best work, just a bunch of brain smush.

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