accoustic rhetorics

gloomy day,

but life is sure,

wet & raining day,

your look is pure,

i am falling,

rain is pouring,

your eyes are smiling,

for my heart is calling.

oh darkness doesn’t waste,

dawns do not lie,

pleasure gains in any case,

we’ll have fun and get high.

promises have no eyes,

disappointments taste no right,

but what you see is nice,

for the stars are always bright.

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