The Sin Of The Rain Poem by Arin Karma

The Sin Of The Rain



Rain rain,
Come again,
Take my pain and make it fade.

For the rain I yearn,
To soothe the flames that burn,
And the raging emotion in my heart,
I feel so empty when we're apart...

My sweet rain...

I was happy once,
But then the sanity died,
You'd hurt me so bad...
And so eighty-thousand tears I cried.

Hunting you,
While my halves are disagreeing in me,
I'm eventually going to catch you,
So just make it easy and don't flee.

And so it finally rains,
It's all over now,
You lay there lifeless,
And I take a bow.

Crimson water rises to my ankles,
Heavy raindrops fall to the ground,
Laughing while repeatedly stabbing,
With the sharp thing that I found.

I've done something horrible,
But I don't care if it's not right.
Revenge is a dish best served cold,
But hopefully this one time will suffice.

...Yeah Right...

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