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Nov 2015
The sound of the rain
Numbs the pain
Drowns away the voices in my head
It's just the rain instead
I don't shed
A tear anymore
The skies cry
In my stead
This is what it's like inside
It's all around for everyone to see
The physical manifestation of my melancholy
Everything's grey
it's better this way
But then it fades
It turns into a drizzle
The skies part
They're no longer stark
The sun shines through
And i am left behind again
With the voice in my head thinking of you.
nikki jan alecxis nerie
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