The Rain~
The Rain~
Walking in the lovely rain
A silent realm hidden from shame
Shield from reality’s grey stain
As i walk in the pitter patter rain
A realm of thoughts in solitary
Physicality is but secondary
A place of things imaginary
A sweet slumber never scary
Water washes waves of waning
Pain has no place staining
As minds creep ever gaining
Liars have stopped their feigning
Sounds of silence in the rain
Washes away the staining pain
Consciousness will surely drain
When i walk in the lovely rain
(Source: petit-pomme-de-terre)
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