Here, I am again without an umbrella within my reach. The rain keeps falling from the sky and the tears I once held back are dripping all over my face. Once upon a time, the sun was out and the grass was green. Now, the sun hides in fear and the grass is greener on the other side.
Our paths would have never crossed, however, due to our decisions, our paths crosses. We were not star crossed lovers; we did came from different worlds.



Man, I'm stuck, I don't know how to continue this piece.

It's not meant to be continued. Stamp a "The End" on it and move on to the next story.

haha shes always being cute.

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I'm not always being cute and no I'm not cute... I'm a MONSTER! ROAR!

I like the imagery, but it gets jumbled with some words.

Haven't edited this piece yet and I might give up on this piece.

hahah i liked that