I’ve never wanted anything as bad as
Sweet rain
Sweet rain that comes and stays
Dripping wet
Drops
Forming pillars
To the ground
The heavens pooring
The heavens crying deep form their chest
The chest that’s filled with dirty air
The chest that can’t breathe
The chest that clogged with anxieties
Dark as Raven wings
I’ve never wanted anything as much as rain
Rain that comes and stays
Wash away this charcoaled land
Let the ravens fly away.
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