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Pain in the rain
Looking up at the stormy, grey sky.
Standing in the heavy rain...
Dripping down like blood...
A sorrowful song has been created.
Rain expressing his tears...
Tears of pain.
Tears of anger.
All of yesterday...
There is nothing left...
but poorly made choices.
Shame.
Left behind.
Alone.
Useless.
When will I be needed?
When will my friends and family ever need me?
Feeling so left behind.
In the mess....
that is his own doing...
Yet feeling as though there is a angel...
a angel that is there to try to show him the light.
Bright as the thousand suns.
Hard times...
struggling...
the angel....
Earning for it so much...
The light is so far...
The time will come...
for the intelligent archangel.
-Snow that flutters down like feathers