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Cindy Prado. Age: 24. I am very cute and sexy girl. I invite to my place a gentleman for an unforgettable time. Come and I will help you to plunge into the world of complete harmony.
Girl In The Rain
Girl In The Rain, Feelings Poem by Teens
It was not a griffin, a unicorn, or the Beast of the Apocalypse that he saw; but a girl perched jauntily upon the top bar of the roadside gate, meditatively smoking a cigarette. She seemed indifferent to the rain, indifferent to the wretchedness of her surroundings, indifferent to Beresford's presence, indifferent to everything—she was merely a spectator. You who know will understand, You who see on either hand Tragedies that seem to say, "Light of love," and "Lack-a-day. You who know will understand, You who see on either hand Tragedies that seem to say, "Light o' love," and "Lack-a-day.
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The Girl Who Could Catch the Rain by Madeleine Grace wins short story prize
Sign in. Watch now. A man and two women, suspected of stealing bonds, are traced to a country hotel. While Judith, one of the women, is out horseback riding, the other two, Walter and Vera, are arrested. When, during a storm, Judith is injured in a fall from her horse, Boone Pendleton comes to her rescue.
Dressed in a sundress Under the pouring rain She twirled around Raising her hands to the air Droplets fell onto her hair Bare footed as she started dancing Letting her hair free She's the girl in the rain The water numbed all her pain Her grieve hidden behind a mask She lifted her eyes to the sky And started to dance Throwing away all her sorrow She started to smile again She's the girl in the rain Nobody knows who she was No one knows where she came from All they knew she was silent Like the wind in everyone's hair Soaked, wet and cold Ignored, rejected and unappreciated Like the roses in her hands Wilted and dead She let the rain fall onto her head She's the girl in the rain Everything was different After she left All they could remember Time and time again Silent from all her pain She was the girl in the rain. Report Reply. The synchronization of thoughts and words makes the reading.