english rain has never taste so good
she feel it drip down on her skin
wash away her pain
the feeling that she have tried to hide away
but suddenly , the storm felt like home
like tears from the sky , heaven open up like an shower
and made the english roses flourish because after this indian summer
she wanted to soak up some water and couldnt wait until it became sweather weather
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