Different Rain
It's raining again.
It's a different rain, leaving a different stain.
It has left the plain, finding a new place to remain.
A new place to regain, that strength it want to retain.
It will never be the same, it will never ever be tame.
It has found a new game, with no need for fame.
It doesn't need a name, nor someone to blame.
It only needs to rain, to wash away the pain.
It will never ever refrain, from trying to make the world more sane.
Copyright © Timmy Burchard | Year Posted 2015
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