Touch the rain
As my tear drop falls
Catch them while they perform
Drown
The heart that has stopped beating
The soul that has stopped loving
The spirit that has stopped soaring
Turning these into hateful existence
Wishing upon a lonely star
Yet tonight I kill my scars
And find myself in warm embrace
While I taste her lips and remember pain
Lead me on to higher plains
Then let me fall
Falling deeper
And deeper
Into this non-fulfilling existence of
Self Importance
And self glorification
I shudder at my humanity
Why made to suffer while all I have is good things to give
Silent overtures gather pace
While the other returns from outer space
Looking after oneself
While abandoning the rest
Selling those sea faring creatures
At the market place
The monger thrives
While the donor bleeds
A slow
Painful
Unassuring and lonesome
Sprint to the end
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