rAiN CaN bE a StOrM

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Submitted: January 23, 2012

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Submitted: January 23, 2012

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I AM THE RAIN THAT FLOWS AFTER A DAY OF PAIN,

I AM THE HOPE THAT FALLS FROM THE HEAVENS,

I AM BUT MASS THAT FILTER'S THROUGH THE AIR,

I AM BUT GLASS MARBLES THAT BEAT THE EARTH,

I AM BUT RAIN THAT IS CALLED MANY THINGS,

I AM BUT ME AND THAT CANNOT CHANGE

I WHIP AND WHIRL, TWIST AND TWIRL

AND SHADDER AT GLASS THAT STANDS IN MY WAY

I POUND A BEAT AND FLOOD THE EARTH

AND FLOOD AWAY ALL THE DESTRUCTION AND DIRT

IN HOPES TO REVEAL SOMETHING SIMPLE AND PURE

AND SPARK A PATH OF LIGHTING AND EARTH

WITH A FLOOD OF MY MIGHT I FLOOD THE NIGHT SKY

MY POWER GREW WITH ALL MY MIGHT TO END THE NEXT DAY

AT THE SIGN OF LIGHT


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