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The Rain

On days like these,
where the world crawls quietly among puddles
and souls feel sharp among teardrops of clouds..
where sound calls through trees of colors
and bricks are shedding layers of all they've seen..
when the world falls under a trance
and my mind is fixed..
if only for a moment..
when my eyes are convexed and set
along tire splashes and
crying buildings...

the rain only falls one way...
..:..you.....:....:....you,
...you..:..... you...:..you.:..you
you...:..you...:.you..you....:..you.
....:.......:... YOU...

It keeps falling for you and crashing on me.

On days like these
where the world cries for broken hearts
and falls for love still standing..
when it weeps for our misfortune
and colors the blocks between our homes..
of when it caresses the leaves with
fallen tears,
and it brings cold breaths from the tips of
grass blades...

The rain only falls one way...
..:..you.....:....:....you,
...you..:..... you...:..you.:..you
you...:..you...:.you..you....:..you.
....:.......:... YOU...

It keeps falling for me and screaming for you..

On days like these where the world crumbles
inside the warmest blankets and aches for
sleepy sheets.
On days when I crease my pillows with salty
thoughts of you.
I wrap up inside delayed actions and sad kept words,
with sorrow draining out of my pores
from the last words you said to me.

And on days like these when it rains for
..:..me.....:....:....me,
...me..:..... me...:..me.:..me
me...:..me...:.me..me....:..me.
....:.......:... ME...

It's hard for me not to miss the days
when it rains for

..:..you.....:....:....you,
...you..:..... you...:..you.:..you
you...:..you...:.you..you....:..you.
....:.......:... YOU...





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