Kissing the rain that fell
From the cracked skies
Upon life and death I dwell
Experienced the tearless cries
Longing to write a song that came
From the subconscious deep within
But no one else is to blame
Brushed away the calluses from the skin
Breathing gone heavy by incessant run
Heart beating against the raindrops
Heels burning by friction, that's no fun
Glanced down to the torn flip flops
Tired of walking, tired of driving
Across the roads and the highway
Loathe the ground, loathe the striving
What mode do I have to pay?
In the back of my mind, lost completely
Thoughts locked away behind locked doors
Everything is planned so discreetly
Drown me slowly, I try to find the shores!
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