• Published : 07 May, 2015
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Rain will bring respite

Someday

When I become too old

To know.

Rain will follow my

Footsteps

Groaning outside

My window.

Rain will fall

And when it does fall

I won't live

To see it at all.

Death will carry me

Past my rain

I won't survive

To feel the pain.

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