Midnight Rain

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No one sees the pain.

Covered by the midnight rain.

Babies laying in dumpsters crying.

If no one comes quick this child will be dying.

Kids turning to thugs.

They make their money by selling drugs.

How about the old man sitting on the side of the road.

Stays drunk so he wont have to feel the cold.

Families starving everyday.

What can I do and what can I say.

All the pain.

It is a shame it is all washed away in a midnight rain.

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