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When the Rain Came
When the Rain Came:
When the rain came,
Everything
Was soaked.
The puddles were like
Oceans,
Vast and mysterious.
When the rain came,
The plants sang
And danced for joy
In this godforsaken
Dry land.
When the rain came
It smelled as fresh as
Clean, white laundry
Hanging out to dry.
When the rain came
They cried,
For what they had done
And what they had left
Undone.
When the rain came
They spun and laughed,
Giddy
With the sense of spring.
When the rain came
I had my first kiss
And he stole
My heart
When the rain came
He had to leave
Taking my heart
With him.
When the rain came
I tried to sew myself
Together
With tears.
When the rain came
They died,
Leaving me alone
With their ghosts.
When the rain came,
He did too
And patched my broken heart.
When the rain came
I dressed in
White
And met him at the alter.
And ever since then,
When the rain came
We relived that moment
When we thought puddles
Were oceans.
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