perhaps i prayered wrong
I pray it rain
so I rid my soul
of ths filth tht is u...
and it does rain
but you're stil lurkin within.
Even with hard hail and strong winds
you still cling strongr to my withins
and drag me down even lower than I alredy was...
now my tears fill me
flowing freely
joining the rains that drape me closely
unable to tell being fluid from being fluid.
Perhaps I prayered wrong
because this pain tht should be long gone
wont even fade alitl...
now i wish 4 a drizzle.
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3 comments:
Sunshine...pray for sunshine that the shadows may flee
a drizzle is more soothing than sunshine...says the persona!
lovely
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