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In Screaming Rain(Thoughts in the rain)

Laying against the darkest wall,

Memories clogged in contorted shock,

Losing consiousness to everything in all,

Its brightest moments dashing up the clock.


The stars dissolve as the sky swiftly falls,

Balled unto the shredded grass,

A lightened match, then a blow to the flames jaw,

Water sunk in the jeans of my last.


Cladded grief material upon my wrist,

Marks of a resentful past,

A fist of a million teeth, clenched,

Repetitive apologies whispered in a dead, final clash.

Self harmsuicidecontemplationrainnaturehatred

◄ Contemplation

The Faol's Tale of Forsaken Love ►


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