The Rain Is My Peace
The rain is my peace.
My eyes were the ocean.
My heart in ruins.
I shook violently as the droplets struck me.
The rain is my peace.,
For she cannot see my tears.
It hides the sorrow in my expression.
She turned from me;
Shards from a broken heart laid at my feet.
The rain was my peace,
For it shared the rivers of my cheeks.
The rain remains and as do those shards that haphazardly lay upon the ground before me,
Threatening every step I make forward from you.
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