He sat in his room

Watching rain fall

Listening to rain fall

Not wanting it to stop

Let your tears drop

In puddles of a seedless ground

This nothingness

Thinking of her

Lost in clouds



For light

Wishes never come true

And it is she that will not come

It is she


Crying down

The rain falls

The rain falls

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The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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