Rain
Memories shatter like glass,
Near impossible to put back together,
With sharp edges and names on brass,
They get swept away by rainy weather.
This pain has taken its toll,
And I’m not sure how much more I can take.
These scars till show on my soul,
And my resolve is about to break.
I was always sad,
But you used to make me glad I was still alive.
Now that you’re gone how am I supposed to conquer the bad?
Will my happiness ever be able to revive?
It’s gotten to the point where even you can’t stop the pain,
But hopefully the bad will be washed away and the good will remain.
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