Rain

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As I lay sobbing in my window pane,

There falls a tear for every drop of rain,

And though people say I cannot feel,

Do their opinions make my pain any less real?

Help! I've fallen and cannot rise,

Into the tainted, blackened skies,

Helpless as I lay life to rest,

I begin to notice the rise and fall in my chest.

Help me! I know I've done wrong!

Though if you only knew how far id really gone,

I knew you hated all this time,

But my mere breath a true crime?

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