gently, i hear the drops fall
reminding me that time exist.
a subtle hint, that i perceive
as my pain continues to persist.
not a single moment of silence
do these drops bring.
not a moment of peace,
love, understanding or anything.
as they fall to the ground
a relentless never ending stream.
the same as my feelings
have fallen from the dream.
as the swelling storm
expels its rain.
the same has been done
only with pain.
the drops sound somewhat hollow
maybe empty or tame.
much like my heart
feels empty the same.
the drops continue to fall
never seeming to end.
but, all seems finished
with no more love to lend.
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