When the rain comes

When the rain comes

A Poem by Martyr

I stare out this window wondering why.

My heart knows the answer but wont let it by.

I just watch and wonder in awe as the one i loved most.

Left me in the maw of my heart threatening to swollow me.

Let the rain come, wash away my fears.

Let the rain come, to mix with my tears.

All i know is i want the rain to come

© 2009 Martyr


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Added on January 31, 2009

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Martyr
Martyr

West Valley, UT



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