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May 2019
the rain falls as i walk
i dont blink
thinking of happy memories
how it was before
and now
its all gone
just like each drop of rain
falling
falling
gone

the music slows to a stop
and i stop in front of a puddle
who’s that staring at me
im scared
whats wrong with me
i cant recognize the one face i should know
and maybe that also has to do with the weather
changing
changing
if i stop
everyone
the whole world
will know
so i keep going
no matter
how hard
that is.
the memories washed away in a shower of my own thoughts
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