When It Rains
I was thinking of you,As I started to cry,
I looked to the heavens,
And asked god why.
He sent me an answer,
It was harsh yet plain,
I understood it all,
When it started to rain.
I look at your pictures,
For three long days,
Something tells me,
That patience will pay.
So as the rain falls,
I just sit and wait,
Trying to look into,
My future's fate.
Right now I hurt,
But if I just walk through,
Something tells me,
I'll end up with you.
Poetry by Justin
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Written on 2007-07-07 at 21:51
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