A Piece Of Me Under Rain Poem by Mystique 2009

A piece of me under rain
a whipping scratch on my face
memories shan`t be again,
washed away without a trace

tears run free on my skin
voiceless shouts filling the sky
dripping fears from within
twitching, crying where they lie

In the gloomy night will melt
clawing at the hidden air
drowning pain forever felt
in the ripples of despair...

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