it's going
to rain
and no
i don't
ever wonder
if i'm not
sane
i know
i thought
you
knew
me
i thought
you
understood
me
i thought
you
accepted
me
i thought
you
loved
me
just like
i was
the day
we met
scared
of thee
rain
scared
of
everything
scared
to not
know
sane
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