Sitting on her rooftop
With all the pouring rain
Time has seemed to stop
But she will still remain
Sitting on her rooftop
The world spinning around
The rain will never stop
It pours to the ground
Sitting on her rooftop
Singing softly to the beat
The music will never stop
It continues to repeat
Sitting on her rooftop
Face, completely blank
Her thoughts have seemed to stop
No joke, no lie, no prank
Sitting on her rooftop
Completely content
Rain, will never stop
Giving its present
Sitting on her rooftop
Listening to the songs
They have a great meaning
And she knows she belongs
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Once again, i'll explain, this is a true story about me.
Now, what do you think? Please give me ways to improve it, and where it needs editting... And your overall thoughts about it! Thanks!
(im 14....)
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