I look at the rain it makes me think,
Those are the tears I could not cry that day...
And when it pours those are the tears that
The whole world cries for all that have gone,
Are hurt and suffering,
Or any other reason there may be.
And when it storms,
Those are tears of anger I cry when I think
of all those who have been abused, raped or mistreated.
When it rains my tears disappear into a never ending cycle.
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