I Bleed Words Sometimes

Rhythm Of The Rain

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“I love the rains,” she said. “Is that so?” He was intrigued.

“Oh yes, a beautiful sunny day saddens me.”

“The rain on the other hand, I love how it mirrors the state of my heart.”

To this he sang back, “My dark cloudy soul drifts into the abyss of nothingness, going nowhere, leaving no trace, just pouring, and weeping a little, every passing minute.”

 

That day he found his soul mate

And she found love.

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