it's raining
but i don't care
i stand in the rain
pulling at my hair
like a fish in water
crying but not seen
tears are the rain on my face
mercilessly pouring
thunders are the shouts of my heart
angrily pouncing
when will it stop?
when will i ever know?
maybe when the rain stops
the tears stop too
maybe when the thunder's gone
the shouts stop too
yet again
i drew back
afraid of the shadow that is not here
like a ghost in the sun
present but non-existent
when will it stop?
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