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Jul 2014
Rain,
the sound of raindrops,
on my rooftop.
a pitch of black.
                 deep within.

Rain,
a whole insecurity,
fills with overwhelming,
like the stars of the dark night.
Holds me. Consumes me.
Eat me alive
              and left me in
                           silence...

Rain,
my demon comes to play,
in grieve.
in absolute compassion.
in death.
Seeking vengeance of the day,
and bearing the false.

Rain,
my companion,
drip, drop, drip, drop.
                    consumes me still...
                           little...
                                  by little.

Rain,
for eternity,
could leave me not,
even happiness found,
can never overcome.

                          *Drip, drop, drip, drop.
Something I wrote a year back.
Colette
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Colette  Malaysia
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   K Balachandran, huwriting, r and ---
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