Rain

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Rain

Another dreadful day, it goes on just the same they’re cloudy minds will rain.

The rain falls soaking me through, I start to break and melt away.

I’m the monster who they’re not allowed to treat kind.

I tried to run away, I thought I could maybe escape.

Standing still in place would only make me suffocate.

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