"You and me
that's not gonna be
a good idea." you said and smiled.
I left the room and it started to rain
the street that I'm on is a street paved with pain.
And you feel the rain
burning holes in your clothes,
your skin, your flesh, your bones,
your heart
until everything you once were
is scattered on the path
you once walked
to find home.
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