The rain in the morning
so cool and clear, washing everything away
but the hurt of the night before
I wander through dim-lit streets
Soaked to the bone
But the rain can't clean me
My thoughts still roam.
I sit at the corner
water rushing past my feet, falling from the sky
a game played, me the victim
and now, and now.
Run through the streets
wishing I could scream
didn't need to think the things
I thought last night, I think today
the rain and it's beauty
used to do so much
but today its just rain to me
my heart has lost touch.
Standing in the street
Soaked completely through
wondering if I can forget all this
and someday go home.
AGGHHHH
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