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Jan 2012
Sometimes it rains here
All day and into the night
I gaze up to find endless grey
Nothingness as far as I can see
It pours heavily
Then the fog comes to settle
Staring blankly out my window
I sit on the cold wood
And wait

I fight
With myself
And with my fate
Begging
Pleading
Screaming
For the sun
To finally come back
And warm my icy face

I bargain
With God
Asking her
Then telling her
Not to take my sun from me
Because I need my light
I need it to shine
Just a little brighter for me today
Because I’ve forgotten how

There will be days
When the sun doesn’t come
And the rainwater fills your home
Drowning your possessions
And spitting on your faith

There will be times
Where you will find yourself shaken
Alone and afraid
Godless and crying out for a savior
Turning your back on hope
Only to throw away your love

Don’t.
Behind every dark cloud
The sun is lying in wait
To save you
To heal you
And bring you back to the light
And you will once again be strong
Be alive
And be unafraid

Today is the day
When I will get myself back
Take claim of the rights that I have
Liz Devine
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Liz Devine  Brooklyn
(Brooklyn)   
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