Pictures Of Rain

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Sometimes the scene seems so regular

I feel love in so many different ways

A desperate rose cannot take accountability

For a desperate rose is rare...

For in the rain, I feel like a desperate rose

And I am unrestrained,

What rose is spiritual warfare?

And what rose leads me on?

For pictures of rain are all over my house,

I can't divide the living!

Behold the tears that flood...

I can hardly live alone,

There are so many people who betrayed me

Yet I hope they feel the rain

A part of me is powerful

A part of me is weak,

Shall I drown in pictures of rain?

Shall I live in misery?

Oh pictures of rain!

This shall be my last feeling...

For my misery is complete.

  • Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 24th, 2024 23:51
  • Category: Unclassified
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