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In the Rain

Sometimes I just want to get naked and lie on the cement in the rain,
Like some well thought out cleanse
To be there in the moment and let the water wash away my pain,
I think it's funny how people swear up and down and talk a lot of shit,
And yet, who's there when it truly comes down to it,
So far, there's no one I can see,
Except for maybe that one man who stays because I know him and he knows me,
Just please don't ask me why
Because I don't fucking know,
I say if you have nothing, then what of do you have to let go,
If once I had something to lose
It must be gone away for sure,
So let me just get naked and lie in the rain and maybe the heavens will find my cure . . .

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