Fall Out of Purification

The loving rain was starting with gentle drops The watery meteorites pelted down to earth my shrivelled heart opened up, with every drop a little more I craved for it, to never stop this purification until I realized: its washing my old skin away. the Reincarnation of that unfledged me was… undescribeble painful. I felt nostalgia while skinning myself my neck still hurts from looking back way too much My friend the time announced me war while I was standing still, proud and frozen