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Ya I was bord when I thought of this. It was raining of course, but I didn't write it down. So I wrote this later! My friends helped me with the spelling of course!!!


Rain are the tears of angels full of despair. No one can stop them. They come so suddenly and it takes time to stop. Never again would it seem to end. Rain pouring, hitting the ground, watching, waiting for something miraculous to happen. Falling just like feathers were being shed for a reason. But what reason would that be? Standing in the rain being caressed by the feathery drops that seemed to be all the reason to fall.

Joey
07-16-07