Rain on pavement..

It smells like rain on pavement
going down the drains.
Along with dead memories,
tamed dreams, complains.

Their tears are silent
can you hear the unheard.
Bloodshot, broken tears.
only written in word.

Millions of tears,
fading in to the night.
Wiping away fake smiles
drowning stupid lies, only tonight.





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