rain drops are falling...
hard...
strong beats...wetting...
flooding my surrounding...
does it even care?it does not give a damn.
it passes through every creation...
at first, it pours steady and slow, the next second, it pours tears of barrels.
fighting every danger,
filling in every hole,
i rushed...
i ran away from it...
away from you, strong rain...
but damn this rain....
it's quite a different rain.
it follows me
chases me in my own house.
why, oh, why...
my rain of life.
please....
just go away.
Labels: brokenheartedness, nature, things
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