Just Like Rain
I lay here crying,
letting out my pain.
Now my blood is falling,
just like rain.
My life's a mess,
a horror story.
Though I must confess,
you won't feel sorry.
I was the cause,
for all this pain.
It gave me pause,
with nothing to gain.
I lost it all,
before it even started.
I thought I'd grow tall,
but now I'm broke-hearted.
I lay here crying,
letting out my pain.
Now my blood is falling,
just like rain.
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