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The Rain Keeps Falling

Rain falls down puts out the fire in my heart. The cold wind blows ripping the rest apart. Scattered are the pieces all across the ground. The rain keeps falling, everywhere around. The skies are gray and I cannot see the sun. I remember sunny days when I come undone. The rain keeps falling, washing all away. I try to see the future, rain gets in my way. A fog starts to rise as the snow does melt. My mind goes numb, I know not what I felt. I try to drop some cards I hold within my hand. The rain clouds my thoughts I can’t understand. I have to go inside seek shelter from the storm. My body’s soaking wet I need to get it warm. I wonder if the rain is ever going to stop. Angels keep on crying, thousands of teardrops. I rekindle the fire it never went completely out. I slip within the shadows surrounded by my doubt. As the fire starts to build I feel some warmth inside I try to understand all those tears that are cried. I just close my eyes envisioning the sun I hope tomorrow shall deliver me some. The rain keeps falling easing me to sleep I think of the angels and for whom they weep.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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