My favorite time
The one time I can laugh or cry
And no one could ever tell the difference
There is just something about it
The way it falls
That makes you want to get out
Of your skin for awile
Shed the face that all of them
Have given you
Be yourself
If only for a little while
The droplets falling on my skin
Have always given me comfort
To think about the things
That I need to sort out
To some it's a bad omen
A sign of bad things
To others it's simply cold and dreary
But to me it's like a whole new world
Just waiting for that special time
To come alive
It doesn't care who you are
You will still get soaked to the bone
It seems like the one thing
In this screwed up world
That treats us all the same
Author notes
its horrible and not done.
Constructive Critisism Please
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i dont think this is horrible at all! i thought it was very good!
especially this chunklet rite here... "The droplets falling on my skin
Have always given me comfort
To think about the things
That I need to sort out
To some it's a bad omen
A sign of bad things
To others it's simply cold and dreary
But to me it's like a whole new world"
great job i liked it
huggglez!!!!
-adria <3
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horrible? not so much ray ray. I like it. a lot. It actually TOOK me there. good write!
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Although it ain't finished, it's still pretty good! We all have that one place in mind where we can be ourselves without the world's criticisms. Great work.
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