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♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ ♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩ I'll pick up the pieces, though my heart is in pain, Embracing the darkness, as I dance in the rain. I'll find strength in my tears, and let them set me free, For one broken girl, will rise from this tragedy. ♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩ 🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵 Oh, the tears keep falling, like rain from the sky,

She was just a baby when I'd sing that to her. **Suddenly, I’m back in that rotting FEMA trailer, her three-year-old body curled on my chest after a hurricane ripped through New Orleans. The trailer’s ceiling leaked nicotine-yellow rain, each droplet hissing as it hit the hotplate. Her hair smelled of baby shampoo, her tiny fists clutched my shirt as I hummed “Kite’m”—the Creole lullaby my own mother sang—until her tears dried and her breath steadied. The trailer walls groaned as the wind and rain threatened to tear them down, but my voice stayed steady—'Kite’m, piti fi. Let go. I’m here.' Outside, the storm raged. Inside, she slept.**

“You took everything from me when you rejected me. My future, my happiness, my innocence to heartache. I would have been better off with a broken man for a short time rather than a torn soul and tattered heart for a lifetime.” “You can’t say that. You don’t know what I was like.” I protest, stalking closer to her, but I don’t dare go too close. “It felt like I was in a fucking hurricane while at sea, no way home, no way out.” She shakes her head. “You are such an idiot. It wouldn’t have been a struggle to go through it with you. Even in a fucking hurricane, you know the sun will come out eventually.” “And it did,” I whisper, my eyes locked with hers. “It just came too late.”

Maybe I'll kiss your scars and wrap your insecurities around the sun and we will watch it burn like the sky on a new year. Maybe I'll kiss your soul and ask your spirit if it is new here.. I've seen you before I've loved you before I died and came back Just to love you some more_______ CRYSTAL------ Before you met me, my day was calm and my night was restless I am not oblivious to the chaos asleep in my heart Or the tornado flushing in my head There is a hurricane wheezing around my lungs A summer heat bubbling in my belly Pent up frustration hovers beside my ears

I see a massive room with lots of drawing tools and an astounding view of the beach from the floor-to-ceiling glass window but I feel lonesomeness. I hear thunderous sounds of waves crashing then I see a dark gray skies coming together followed by a loud clap of lightning which streaked the entire dark sky. I see myself standing on a cliff with lots of gigantic rocks from below and all of a sudden an enormous lighthouse with a crazy huge door. Absentmindedly, my tears kept falling from my eyes and I was silently crying with my head bent down low as I continued hearing Harry singing the song. My heart is just incredibly hurting and the pain feels too familiar to me.

Even on a bright and sunny day. Raindrops dripped from the tall trees and landed on my head. It felt like I was in the shower. I spread my arms wide, as if embracing the water dripping down my body. “I love rain.” I muttered. “I just do..” Those who have lived through hurricanes love the rain. They crept through the mud, searching for a safe haven for their depleted spirits. Their mountainous hope had been shaken by the thunder, but it had not been trampled. Everything was terrible; the massive raindrops were like foreshadowing how the world would end, and how it would take them, lifeless and damp. However, they are unconcerned about it because they are focused on surviving until the next da

"We're on the borderline Dangerously far and all forgiven There's gonna be a fight Gonna be a price to pay on Monday." " If you and I get comfortable." I added and joined him on this weird singing night. " We're on the borderline." " on the borderline." I repeated like an echo. " Caught between the tides of pain and rapture Then I saw the time." " Saw the time." I echoed again and Hikaru suddenly glares at me. What? I'm ruining the song? I stop and just looked at him confused. " Watched it speeding' by like the rain Like the rain

I turned, glancing behind me to find the hurricane siren had gone off. Good, I wanted the island to know how I felt. I wanted it to know my secrets, to hear the words I could never speak. Through wind and storm, through thunder and lightning, I would tell my story and breathe life to my pain. Even if it damned us all. Wind lashed at my hair and clothes, both of which were already soaked. I inched closer to the water, my eyes latched on the waves that crashed into one another, soaking the sand with each push and pull.

"Mariana, can you play some pop music, please?" "Right away, Miss!" Mariana replied. Martin glanced at me. He saw how bored and uncomfortable I was. I even rolled my eyes, trying to exaggerate what I felt at the moment. When the song 'Single Ladies' tuned in, I began to bob my head. He was just staring at me while crossing his arms over his chest. He tilted his head to the side, and his eyes formed into thin slits while watching me humming and swaying my hands. I danced to the music while sitting and even blew him a flying kiss, earning me a chuckle.

I was frozen in place for what felt like forever. I did not shed even a single tear. It turned out that when a person felt the most devastated they had ever felt, they would not even be able to cry. The sun dipped below the horizon. A blood-red glow swallowed everything. The television said it would get hotter in the next few days. It was dry, so we had to be careful about fires.