A diferent kind of pain.

A tear in the rain,

tear that mingles with the falling water,

A memory accompanied by pain,

I'll forget this by pain,

I'll forget one of pain,

see your face before me,

enjoy a different kind of rain,

you, your voice, the key.

The blade skims the surface,

a different kind of pain will soon be here,

one cut will not suffice,

for you are not realy there.

I see you standing there,

I cannot reach out and touch you,

If i do you dissapear,

I'm going insane without you,

Blood trickles down my arm,

mingles with the shower water,

the wounds sting, that is their charm,

I'll remember why later.

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