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by yinyang22334455 Jan 6, 2005 category : Dark, fantasy / dark, horror
I used to love the rain drops falling all over my body. Now, I can't feel them. All joy is gone. My tears become the rain. I search for a victim.
by paperdoll
Short, but eerily chilling. Eerily. Eeeeeeeeerily. I am far too sleep-deprived. Liked the poem. Well done. -paperdoll