When it rains
I release all my pain,
It’s where I am when I am mad,
It’s who I am when I am sad,
I must have it at all cost,
For without rain I am lost,
But if I have it all the time,
I sulk by myself as if a lime.
Rain is not pain,
I only gain from the rain,
When it is gone I am all but done,
My life is renewed, no more burden weight of a ton,
All better and all done.
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