Half-filled Pail

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Titter tatter​

Pitter Patter​

The drips ring in my ear.​

The sound of heavy rain ​

Out the window​

Blend with all my tears.​

My mind is driving blank​

All the bad memories​

disperse, and I thank.​

I thank anyone ​

And anything.​

I hate everyone​

And everything.​

But right now,​

Nothing matters.

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