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The Rain
I was born from the rain.
Every shower tries to take me back,
Luring me closer,
with their hypnotic dance,
on my window pane.
Whispering their wretched nothings
into my ear
your life means nothing,
just do it
end it now
do it
Drip
do it
Drip
Every shower tries to take me back.
I was born from their tears.
Every shower tries to take me back,
Luring me closer,
with their hypnotic dance,
on my window pane.
Whispering their wretched nothings
into my ear
your life means nothing,
just do it
end it now
do it
Drip
do it
Drip
Every shower tries to take me back.
I was born from their tears.
Published 17th Dec 2009
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