When My Rain Falls
When my rain falls it falls like acid,
it burns me on my soft, pale skin,it's
like I've been casted, casted away
fromthis angel who has not one sin,
when my rain falls it hangs over me,
it has the power of my key, the key to
my darkness, it's a deep dark sharpness,
a sharpness that pulls me to my other side,
I need some place to hide, when my rain
falls it cries out to me, saying: "YOU LOVE
HIM YOU IDIOT!", and its true, I feel it, that's
what happens when my rain falls, it calls me.
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