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When it rains, it pours And all I want is more More rain, more pain 'Till I walk out the door When it rains, I smile But only for awhile More rain, more pain 'Till I feel like a child When it rains, it chills My bones, its a thrill More rain, more pain 'Till I make a kill Edited by Lala Misses WDC  
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