Washed Away

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By moondaisy

It's raining, it's raining, I'm sailing on falling tears. A sudden glimpse at the wet window, Not enought to rid my fears. Drop by drop, I'm falling, Washing away any sign of hope. I'm rolling down this mountain, A very rock slope. A sudden flash, a sudden crash Could make my life stand still. Clouds cover over my sun, Yet, they always will.

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