RAINS




I love the rain.
 
I believe that rain drops 


don't just come from the clouds, 


I think they come from a better place. 


They're the tears that gently 


roll down the porcelain cheeks of angels 


They wash away the sins of the ground, 


Cleaning our earth of the pain 


from the days previous,


so we can start over. 


I dance in the haze of tears from the heavens, 


hoping they'll sink into my skin 


And cleanse my soul of it's sorrows. 

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