Dancing and singing,
Frolic in the rain.
The shoes on my feet dear
Are giving me pain.
They have filled with water
as we shrilled away
With our voices getting louder each day-
and I didn't notice.
I didn't hear the lovesong.
The birds singing in the air.
We kept dancing.
We kept singing.
And I didn't even care.
I did not care about others
And brought pain to their hearts.
I'd stopped really loving
Though we thought to start.
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Submission Name: Rain Birds
