will wash away the pain, it's true,
just tear drops, nothing scary,
the death hopes, temporally...
I give you all my rain, my dear,
it heals and drain, no fear,
salted water falling, crazy,
the time is rolling, hazy
A final gift, I made to you.
take the drift, and go to
a brighter, near future where
the writer is no there...
I have no words, no dreams to share,
just shinny swords and be aware,
the blue ink sharpened in my pen
failed being pink, and died again...
who stops the rain?!
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