Finaly free

I look out of my window today,
it's raining.
Big rain drops fall down from the sky.
The hole world become a sea.
And you can finaly feel free.
When you see the rain drops fall down,
you can hear a wonderful sound.
You can lay down and cry.
In the rain you can die.



Poetry by Marte Natalie
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Written on 2007-02-19 at 00:02

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Marte Natalie
thank's!
I love rain :)

- Marte Natalie
2007-03-04