i stand in the rain.
wash me away- disassemble me.
like sand castles in the waves,
slowly deteriorating,
and the footprints that head off down the beach.
rain, eat me for breakfast,
and see how i breathe.
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open up your door and welcome in the flood.
because no one will believe you.
none will understand.
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