I know I am wrong. Forgive me. I need not come out now, and embarrass you. Bespoke just for you, here I come - out at the most unexpected times, making you shudder and shiver. Like a pouting Niagara, I fall on you with the most amazing ease, at your beck and call - sometimes, not even on your call.
Problems, and Worries you are clouded with it. How long, can a rain be postponed? I am your rain, hoping for a rainbow - praying for a sprout to emerge.
Seeking Forgiveness
A drop of your precious tear
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