"When sky crys I cry"
Rain poors down like gun fires in world war II. When the sky cries i cry,like magets eating at the flesh of the dead tears pour out my eyes from the pains that ache my heart. The pains not of stress or sorrow,but pains of love. Love flows through the veins of my heart like frozen water dripping off the tip of an icesickle. When the sky cries I cry,Like the thunder on a stormy night my love for you is embedded into my soul like the sharp brittle ends of a stick. I long for your soul,your mind and your body. We belong togehter like the soil of the greenest grass,together we are one mind,one body,and one soul, but we have broken apart like harsh words from the tongue of a savage liar. When the sky cries I cry,I speak of you like the gods up above,I cherished every moment we've had together and now that it's deminished I can't go on without grieveing in pain." When the sky cries I cry."
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