There will come soft rain
you feel so cold
you feel so old
you feel like everyone hates you in this world
but when you stand outside so alone
the rain hits you like falling stones
It reminds you of your parents pushing you around
you fall to you're knees onto the ground
then you look around
you look at the things you don't have
It makes you so sad
But then someone holds out there hand
you look up at a handsom man
he pulls you to your feet
then ya'll eyes meet
ya'll eyes are locked in place
Then he lifts his hand and brushes it against your cheak bone on your face
then his soft gentle touch leaves you a beautiful tingling feeling
and when your lips touch
you seem to forget so much
then you look up to realize the stone falling rain drops went away
But soft rain drops had stayed
then he comes close to you ear
he wispers there will come soft rain
just the thing you wanted to here
the two people are me and forevergone1790
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teardropsposted on 02/11/2008
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