Rain In My Head
Rain in my head, a tempest whirls, Thunderous echoes, thoughts unfurl. Each droplet a thought, a quiet refrain, Drizzling emotions, a relentless train. Pattering dreams against the mind's pane, Torrents of memories, an endless chain. Echoes of laughter, a soft, soothing hue, Mingling with sorrows, a complex brew. The downpour within, an emotional sea, Waves of yearning, crashing free. Storm clouds gather, emotions swell, Drenched in musings that words can't tell. Yet within this deluge, a gentle song, A symphony in the storm, where thoughts belong. Each raindrop a story, an untold thread, A downpour of feelings, where they're led. Rain in my head, it pours its tale, A watery narrative, never frail. For in the downpour, as thoughts unfurl, Lies a soul's journey, in this mental swirl.
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