Thousands of Decibels ringing out and thousands of watts flashing through our Skys. Millions of tiny raindrops falling on our earth just like tears running from our eyes. It's a fact that more people are sad during stormy days, we all try to get out of this funk this Haze. We all are just trying to suck it up and make them coins but I guess it's just easier to cry when the sky joins.
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Author:
notsad101 (
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- Category: Sad
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It is indeed, N.
A fine first offering on MPS, notsad! I Like your ending especially. Welcome to the site.
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