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I Hear the Rain
I hear the rain outside and she is saying something that is naughty making a dragon breathe in fire and blow out beauty she makes me crazy like silence in a wild mind. I hear the rain outside accompanied by the blowing wind and thunder she makes me crazy like hell without fire. I hear the rain outside and she is screaming making me crazy like a man following his dreams. I hear the rain outside like a beautiful melody that plays on mainstream with punk rock girls wearing plaid sitting by a river gazing in nature's eyes and believing in something else. I hear the rain outside my window open letting something in and something out breathing in and exhaling the demons. Opening my thoughts to new things and living on the edge of something more than just the rain outside my window. I hear the rain outside, and she is beautiful, at least that is what they tell me, those voices in my head, that say go dance in the rain with her. I hear the rain outside and the drops match the rhythm of my heart. Outside my windowpane is the rain outside my thoughts of her and those pretty punk rock sisters who look at me and smile...
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