The pains the rains remember,
the seasons when it drenched
and drowned my heart with sadness,
and love receded within walls rigid scared
to embark upon another venture,
risk tender broken november,
or to invite once more the rains,
the sombre seasons still remember.
Copyright@2009 by Mark Anthony St. Rose. All rights reserved.
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