Trickles
the gentle trickles that are rain
fall down accross the roof tops
and hit the floor again
stars flicker in the nights lacey vail
as your memory returns to haunt me
screams a distant sorrow pain
voices in the back of my mind
drill through my sences and feelings
broken all my organs inside
my candle will burn no more
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