The Rain Storm
(3-1-04)
Outside the rain falls
Hitting steadily against my window
Its rhythms seem to sooth
If only it weren't too late
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My own tears begin to fall
The constant drip echoes out
Patterns can be seen on my cheeks
The same if I look out the window
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Thunder rolls harshly outside
Each clap causes my body to shake
Though its sounds are still distant
Electricity seems to flow through me
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Another downpour is forecast
For so many, it is expected
However, I may never again see
Not lay witness to this beauty
Never hear its gentle sounds
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The rain does fall so calmly
But now as I chose to do
I open my window and allow all in
For the rain begins to fall around me
Mixing with the fresh-drawn blood
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Crimson red runs so gracefully
Slowly, the two create a puddle on the floor
I knew I never liked the rain