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the rain even reminds me of you

because 

when it would rain i would feel bad for you and bring you
inside so we couldwatch a movie.

now 

i just listen to the rain fall to the ground alone

the hot sun even reminds me of you 

because

when it was sunny we would play frisbie 

but

now

I just sit around with nothing to do and no one to play
with.
Posted: 2006-04-18 22:12:23 UTC

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2006-05-04 04:20:44Faith
Such a very sad poem...