Poem -

The Rain

The rain is falling

On my skin

The rain is falling

The droplets beating on my umbrella

The rain is falling

Wind rolling away

The rain is falling

In my eyes, as I look up to see the sky

The rain is falling

On my boots, making little dots

The rain is falling

Pushing me to the ground

My hair is now soaked

My boots are now torn

My shirt is now ripped

My glasses are now broken

My head is now spinning

My vision is now black

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