As my poem predicted, it started raining
And it felt like a first rain in my life
I thought of all the stupid words you were saying
Instead of simply sending me with "goodbye"
I looked up and just realised it was raining
And I hope that you realise that has made
All those stupid songs all worth poems all worth writing
As the memories of your skin slowly fade
I wonder if there was any melody in raining
I wish there was because I'm fed
Up with all the stupid songs I was singing
Unsufficient & unable to bring you back
Stupid Raining
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