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Description
the rain has come
to saturate tar
and our glorified lust
that falls in passion
  but only as a mimic
  of the truth I know

the rain has come
to dilute your sting
in a gray blood bath;
and yet,
the sting is none
  but mine

in this storm
the rain is simply
a pointed
sarcasm

throwing its water children
to clash until
that one swelled drop
hits the ground
and is
still

in dead
stability

the rain has come
in its chaos

but still can't move
the indent
left behind by
your touch

Description
the rain has come
to saturate tar
and our glorified lust
that falls in passion
  but only as a mimic
  of the truth I know

the rain has come
to dilute your sting
in a gray blood bath;
and yet,
the sting is none
  but mine

in this storm
the rain is simply
a pointed
sarcasm

throwing its water children
to clash until
that one swelled drop
hits the ground
and is
still

in dead
stability

the rain has come
in its chaos

but still can't move
the indent
left behind by
your touch