i close my eyes,
to live in the pain..
when soft from the skies,
falls the rain..
now i can walk,
without hiding my face.
i sit on a rock,
to feel the wind's embrace.
the rain merges with the tears,
the storm outside, matches whats within...
my palms facing the rain-bearing cloud,
hoping to be pulled up by it, into it..
how i'd love to fall upon and wash away,
pain like this, from another's life..
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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How beautiful a wish, to be merely a raindrop that would wash away another's sins and pains, washing itself away n doing so. You must be a person of goodness to have written that
Rain is sometimes the perfect premise for anything! ;)
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