And I hope...
you feel this pain,
you learn to gain,
you use your brain,
you begin to unchain,
and accept you are not slain.
I hope this because...
this is not only my stain,
it is not the rain,
it absolutely 100% pertain(s),
it is you who will reign,
and you are my main.
One final note...
You are going insane,
and to my disdain,
you are my grain.
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