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The Rain...It Tasted Like Tears
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Emotional Pain & Sadness Skies opened and released,
the moisture that it held,
everything grew darker,
as sun and clouds proceeded to meld.
Drops quickly descended,
picking up their pace,
washing along in rivulets,
they streamed down, my upturned face.
The silence sounded like weeping,
as it was heard unto my ears,
those drops that fell upon my lips,
the rain...it tasted like tears.
