The Dark Before Rain

You're the dark before rain
Will you spit or will you pour?

You're the lion with his mein
Will you pounce and use your paws

You're the warm summers breeze
You send shivers down my spine

You're the graze on my knees
Blood dripping out like wine

You're my lost cause
One too hard to find
Where'd you run to so far
Please come back into my mind

You're the smell after snow
But you will melt in two days

You're a plant that doesnt grow
Except with the wind in mid may

You're the sound after storms
As quite as a pin drop

You're the clock hanging in my dorm
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock

You're my lost cause
One too hard to find
Where'd you run to so far
Please come back into my mind

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