My pride suffers from a multitude of unpardenable heartache and sin.
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Rain Rain Come Again For Today
My it is a beautiful rain
All along the broadened grey
And the sun just can't stain
The dreariness of a great day
The people all come to life
To dance in the great water
And wash away all the strife
Until the sun brings back the slaughter
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