the tire swing spins, spins, spins
faster and faster and higher and higher.

the rain pours down around me,
the thunder&lighting right on top of eachother-
the adults click their tongues, saying it's dangerous.　　　　　.
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but i throw my head back and laugh,　　　　　　　　　　n
as the rain drenches my whole being;　　　　　　　　i
as my skirt sticks to my legs.　　　　　　　　　　　y
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　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　i am　 f

AN: it's impossible for me to be sad during a severe thunderstorm.
(young and the reckless, i borrowed your formatting, just to test it out.
i will always believe that you are the formatting queen, but i had to give it a shot.)
(: