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Songz ov Pain
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Dark The world comes down
In perfect little drops.
A low drizzle begin,
I just stand and look at
The sky.
I know these feelings,
Feelings of self-doubt, hate,
Loniness
My salt speckled tears mix
With the rain
Depression’s favorite drink
The grayness blends into my soul
Suicide’s favorite color
The rain is heavier now
And so are my tears
But suddenly, I no longer fell
The drops on my head
An old friend of mine
Shields the rain and the hurt.
