Acid Rain
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In the 60's you were magical, in my young mind I knew that you could grant wishes.
So I watched you I even claimed a star and named it Michael because I loved him so.
The rain has never fallen so hard as it does now.The urban precipitation filledWith acid pollution.The storms of decayFlood life with filthy water.I try to get up cheeryevery morningAnd wash my face.But the acidic rain could only bePoison for my i
The rain has never fallen so hard as it does now.The urban precipitation filledWith acid pollution.The storms of decayFlood life with filthy water.I try to get up cheeryevery morningAnd wash my face.But the acidic rain could only bePoison for my i
... What's my first line...?
I can't see it.
Splattered with blue and black lemon juice
the acidity breaking down each letter as they fall through the holes created in the space they once stoof
I'm watching through my window
A raw display of power
Needles of lightning in the sky
Thunder screaming through the night