Rain on a Sunday

November 21, 2009

Elements of pain pervading
My body.
Rain on a Sunday, no sun, taming the wildness inside.
Try to provide,, try to care.
(Spend your life as someone else’s toy.)

Surely this is false.
A net cast before the eyes of humanity.
Vanity is corruption, destruction in vain.
Rain on a Sunday, no Son, taming the wildness inside.

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