It's pouring
The rain.
The rain?
No, the pain.
The despair.
Everything.
Washed away.
In an instant, all of our lives.
The time spent together.
How cool.1
How cruel?
No, a fool.
I was, for trusting everything would work out.
I'm sorry.
I'll never forgive myself for letting this happen.
In a feeble attempt to keep you in my arms.
You slipped through, joining the tear stained asphalt.
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