06-17-2022
As rain drops pour
on top of my roof,
It echoes WITHIN my soul.
As I lay in bed at night
hoping the soothing sound
REACHES your soul
—Wondering—
Will it ever even put a scratch,
on the walls you've built?
Still I HOPE for something.
-MikaelVenFilia
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