The Rain
Rain
It has just started raining, from the sky it falls so well, almost a thought reminds me, that I’m trapped in this loveless hell, yet how water like tears make do, harboring sinister burdens made through, but to freshen resist come new, the pain that grows within me, my broken heart can now persue…
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2023
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