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My rain
my rain is not one that is to be taken lightly
It chains the beast within my pale beauty
Echoed through the valleys of my mind
And written on the scars of my battles
My rain is one of acid and ash
Melting and burning my skin every where it falls
Ironically this rain is un seen and unheard
Unless you follow me through wicked paths
Unless you can brave the disfuncational mind that finds pleasure in being raped ,beaten , controled and tamed
My rain my chains for the beast
My acid for my flesh
My tears that run the paths of my face
It chains the beast within my pale beauty
Echoed through the valleys of my mind
And written on the scars of my battles
My rain is one of acid and ash
Melting and burning my skin every where it falls
Ironically this rain is un seen and unheard
Unless you follow me through wicked paths
Unless you can brave the disfuncational mind that finds pleasure in being raped ,beaten , controled and tamed
My rain my chains for the beast
My acid for my flesh
My tears that run the paths of my face
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