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Its raining

I was sitting
Saw my hand
Which took me back to time
When u promised to be everything
I NEED
With your hand on mine

And then something wet on my hand
It started raining
I went out and every drop
Made me miss u more
I stayed there for long
And started walking

Rain didn't stop neither did I
Heard someone to get under roof
But I loved it in the rain
They thought what a bunkum I was
And I smiled back
While I was hiding my tears
In that rain.....

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