Falling, splashing in my memories
Every droplet announcing a wake of a tear
Introducing puddles of reflection
Becoming cold are the tips of my body and soon my core
Breathing pearls belonging to the sky yearned by land - I leave out my hand in the shiver of existence
For the heavy clouds to pass over my soil
Rain - wash away my pain
Don't stop raining until you wash my sins
Clean my old century monastery of screaming dry Regret.
I have never felt.
Any more impurity.
So soak my hurt out of me and into you
Down the street of forgetting
Until my sorrow drops down a dream
and I can no longer remember
Rain. To you I surrender
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