Like the rain
I feel immersed
It's an ocean
Pulsing
Surging
Then calm
Peace
Yet tearing and crashing
Pulling and pushing
Destructive and loving
Clean and mixed
Like the water
I hide
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My way of trying to prevent myself from talking my friends to death
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H'ok, so...
I was uber bummed when I wrote this, and tired from crying and convulsing and being dazed. And I was just chilling, listening to the rain, in my bed, probably during study hour. The rain wrote this, I don't know where it came from.
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