words fall like rain washing over me cleansing my soul
wishing for the time when I can feel whole
whispers in my ear tease my imagination
waking me from this sleep and procrastination
where will it lead on this winding path
hoping that this feeling lasts
broken words shattered past
can you see behind my glass
look deep to find who I am
my walls are like a dam
one look from you and it broke
spilling forth till im soaked
Ri~
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