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His Innocence

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My heart

Held by a viscrp 

The tears that ran down his face

Cut against the vein

 

His years

So pure and whole

Never to stay; adolescence 

For the Reaper loves his pain

 

This life

Stinging sorrow

The value of a silverlining cloud 

Learn to love the rain

 

 

 

To Grow in the Rain

The clouds are gray
And not a sign of sunlight in sight.
Clear droplets fall on the sky and bathe the world.
It is getting cold, but my heart is getting warm.
The sound of rain makes me feel safe.
 
Here I am, here you are
We are rained out, but we smile at each other.
Having nothing to do may become something to do.
Care to watch the rain with me?
Sit close to me and I will give you my hand.
The sound of rain makes me feel safe.
 
We watch the show as the rain falls.
It covers the roads and parts of the grass
Sometimes it rains so much it creates a small lake.
We watch each other, telling ourselves how blessed we are
To spend this moment together, just you and I alone.
We hear nothing, but the rain and thunder
It is music to our ears.
We close our eyes and our arms around us tight.
Lightning strikes next to us, but we are not scared.
The sound of rain makes me feel safe.
 
Why do people sing for the rain to go away?
They are deprived of the most beautiful weather.
Why tell it to come back another day when we can savor it?
The rain begets water and water is life.
Our friendship is growing like the plants during the storm.
We take deep breaths to fill our lungs with this cool air.
We hold hands again as the sky gets darker and it rains harder.
The sound of rain makes me feel safe.
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