Dripping sounds are everywhere,
Soaked to the bone you don't care,
Mending, sewing every tear,
Almost happy don't stop there.
Open your eyes it's all a blur
For a broke heart there's no other cure,
The rain it's so beautifully pure,
To wash away tears it's absolute sure.
A drop on your nose cover your face
you're walking a long at a slow pace,
there's nothing like beauty...except this space,
All just because you're in this place.
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