It was raining outside,
feet all wet,
There was no shade,
to cover up that night.
couldn't wipe off the stains
that didn't look so nice
Will anyone notice it
I thought to myself...
With fear and desperation I ran,
I ran like maniac,
thinking," I will not look back".
The more I ran,
the more felt at ease
The rain gave me comfort,
As it washed away my stains..
It wasn't easy running down
against the wind and the rain
But felt good,
In the end as I found a shade
A shade to cover me,
from the pouring rain.
As I sat down it even felt better,
Now that the stains are gone
Nothing else matters.
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