beforetheflood
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Pitter patter of the rain on my head
Sends the fears straight to bed,
In the things gone unsaid.
And the crackle of the thunder
Sending all the pain asunder
Taking respite in the clouds
In a world where children are obliteratedBy chemical weaponsWhere strikes rattle the brains and deafenThe sleeping innocent are threatenedA man faces ArmageddonYet, He claims tears of joy for his twins are in heaven
