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Apr 2018
1
Pitter patter raindrops
falling from the sky,
Mesmorize my dreary eyes
for I would sooner die.
Than stay inside this hollow glass cage
As you begin to pour,
Shake me from these shackles now
And burst me out this door.

2
Pitter patter raindrops
Now you fall upon my face,
No longer will I have to wait
For your eager embrace.
I'm free to roam,
I'm free to laugh,
I'm free to love again.
You start to drench
But I welcome your scent
And know that true freedom shall begin.

3
Pitter patter raindrops
Now you soak me to my skin,
I hold my cup,
For you to fill up,
To the very brim.
The time has come,
The rat race run,
A new life to get underway.
I'll embark upon,
With journeys song,
A bright and prosperous new day.

4
Pitter patter raindrops
Falling from the sky,
Mesmorize my dreary eyes
For I would rather die.
Than be one of those people
who live by all those rules.
I'll carry on,
With my own song,
And to this I will stay true.
david o'neill
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david o'neill  27/Ireland
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