She locked herself in, screaming and crying,
And the
thunderstorm raged on outside,
As he tried to
reason with her,
To just open the
door.
Even so she kept on weeping,
As the rain fell
harder,
But he wouldn't
give up on her,
He kept knocking
on her heart's door,
Soaking, drenched
in the rain, until finally,
Something he said
made her heart melt,
And the rain was
gentle till just a drizzle,
And she opened the
door just a little,
A smile and a
rainbow,
Both worth waiting
for...
-The Guy With Random Stuff
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