The Rain

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The clouds cry,
Leaves drenched,
I've got no one to vent.

The monsters in my head,
Those pulling me to death,
The claws and teeth clench.

With every pitter patter,
Something inside shatters.

Wind taking me away,
To the land,
Where I just gotta lay,
Buried deep in.
The coffin safer than home,
Fear taking a troll,
With each drop,
A part of me falls.

A piece of glass,
How long can a cut inch deep last?

Voices whisper,
"Try touching pain's whiskers",

They are taking the lead,
I bleed,
A smile forms,
The blood's warm.

The best thing I could ever feel
Let me slip in
Slip into an eternal sleep.

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