Through a raindrop filtered
Softened and muted the world
From the world sunlight pilfered
Gray shades over soul are furled
Drowned inside that sodden tear
Lost amid dead ghosts of past
Out there is naught but a smear
While inside a hole so vast
Through a raindrop distorted
All things bathed in unreality
Life has long since been aborted
Just a twisted, broken fatality
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