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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.
