Was looking up at the moonroof of my dad's car, and felt sorry for the rain... people always say 'oh, the rain is so beautiful' yet no one ever goes out and dances in it. Rain is underappreciated. Especially since it leads a less than happy life...):
Freed at last from icy womb
This is where the shadows loom
Drift and meld amongst brothers
One of countless, helpless others
Disguise yourself as a tear
Or float about in constant fear
Stagnant, captured in a puddle
Tires grind and dirt will muddle
Perfection tarnished once again
Beauty attempts a last refrain…
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