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As the rain falls

Onto the earth

bringing life

and giving birth.



It is time

to start a new

And live a life

that's bright and true.



But as the water

soaks into the ground

so does your life

without a sound.

Does the heart not brake?

Does the wind not cry?

Does the sun not smile

then slowly die?



Do the mountains not tremble?

Does the river not sigh?

Do the trees not whistle

and wave good by?

Ripping, tearing, slicing all

Blood splatters on the floor & wall.

The crimson river is everywhere

cutting and carving without a care



Darkened soul

angry and alone

singing steadily

with a soulless tone.



Your deed is done

Your deed is through

Looking over

all you slew.