My head rests against the window pane, and all is silent but the rain.
Blood is dripping from my Wrists, as I remember our love and that first kiss.
But you are gone and i am here, my body longs to have you near.
Remember I told you I'd die for you? What you wouldn't believe is coming true.
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A suicidal poem with teen age sufferings. Silence is the state of feelinglessness in this poem. But soon when the rain of tears and the storm of sorrows will be over, the life will come back.