The nature of the rainA Poem by AlexanderIs it insane to love the rain?Is in insane to love the rain? The earths cold shower, seems to cleanse my brain. Just when thoughts begin to devour, and the world begins to strain. When I have reached my darkest hour, and i struggle to contain. Thunder rumbles its terrible power, the droplets have their reign, washing away the notions so sour, because after all, there is so much beauty in the rain.
© 2013 AlexanderAuthor's Note
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