when sun shine dwindles its sheen
behind clouds of gray.
It melts my mood so easily,
the smell of the falling rain.
I'm at home on cloudy days,
when the mist rolls down the windows paine.
Dripping down the glassy frame
I'm only happy when it rains.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
I'm only happy when it rains
when sun shine dwindles its sheen
behind clouds of gray.
It melts my mood so easily,
the smell of the falling rain.
I'm at home on cloudy days,
when the mist rolls down the windows paine.
Dripping down the glassy frame
I'm only happy when it rains.
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