The Rain

October 27, 2009
Stings my eyes

As I try to run
Small cold bullets felt
All the way to my lungs.
But still, I move
as it pours and pours
Losing my way some as i go
Blinded by the dark and wind
Acid rain that i absorb
through and under my skin
So much rain,
Can't seem to win
but the light; the truth

No storm lasts, I know
Besidesm without rain
how can we grow?

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