© 2009 Hachiko Yukimora
It’s raining
The sky is crying
My dress is getting wet
And I can’t seem to find anywhere to hide
There is a meadow
A field filled with pretty flowers
Red hibiscus
Blue mist
Yellow tulips
Hurrahing over the big blue’s gift
It’s thundering
And I am scared
The sky is angry
My body is shaking
And I can’t seem to find anyone
There I notice a glint of sunshine
Peaking through slate clouds
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