Weather

by vanessa hill   May 17, 2006


The rain falls. The thunder rolls.
Who knows? Who'll found out?
What happens? Why did it happen?

Who knows how the thunder rolls?
Who'll found out when the rain falls?
How did it happen like this?
Why did it happen like this?

Our love did it mean anything?
Our love would it have gone for?

How i feel for you will it always be there?
Did you see this coming?
You heard the news and said 'How the f did that happen" The weather was raining but now its storming. The weather is like problems in life. They all blow over sometime. Some sooner then others and some harder then others.

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