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Aug 2020
The sky like me feels this pain
Letting the heavens rain,
Letting it pour
Light and gentle at first it falls,
Dew drops falling from a rose
Faster it falls soaking me through
Rain wash over me
Wash out this heavy heart
With healing waters repair these wounds, just leave scars
Rain wash over me
Clear the vision of these blurry eyes,
Wash away the tears
Take away this ache in me,
This piercing of my heart
Rain wash over me
Light and gentle at first it fall,
Dew drops falling from a rose
Rachel Upton
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Rachel Upton  28/F/Idaho
(28/F/Idaho)   
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