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The Torents Of A Life Forever Wet
The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plains.
But my rain falls on my pillow
In a dark corner of a sad room
with a shrine from my home in the light
the pieces of broken hope scattered about the floor
The rain in Spain Falls mainly on the plains
but my excessive rain falls on my palms
torn and bleeding with want and yearning
savagely grappling at a stilled heart
The Rain In Spain Falls mainly on the plains
But my rain comes from a cloud that hangs low on life
a shadowed finger amidst the bright colors
no more painted faces and silly clowns
bright makeup and flowy gowns
The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plains
but my rain has stopped
for now
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