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In the time of life and death two things will happen
One we know is life will cease to exist
My life will always end when something comes dropping
Like something hiding, hiding is the mist
When the rain falls and I cry inside
I feel dead and, I feel that worst is has still to come
Yet it still happens the rain I dread the rain that made me cry
The rain falls in the horrible autumn sky
The rain that falls like fire and burns the ground below
The ones who are still there
The water like acid comes to and fro
The smell of death in the air
My life, my family,my house,and my wife
All gone, all gone everyone gone
How now shall I live my life
Out on the outskirts of land a glow a light of neon
Then I hear a noise the worst you ever heard
The noise of hoofs on the rotting earth below the feet of mine
Jolting galloping onward and forward
The blood went cold in my bloodline
My worst fear yet the rain came back back to kill
Back to finish the job it came like death and hell itself
All had died who can I leave a will to now
What is this I’m in the ground but how, who was it that killed me
When, how, why I would do this
How is it I killed myself wait I’m not dead I’m alive
This feeling what is it is it bliss
But now how can I ever thrive
How is it I can still live without my family
Wait what is this I feel something
Something warm like fire I see, I see its my beauty
My wife, so this was all just a dream, a bad dream, a premonition
As I awaken I see the horror the terror
My wife is dead this time I know I’m awake
My wife has been burned alive tears that taste bitter
Oh how can I live with all this heartache
As I rise from my bed
I gaze out to see what has happened to the world
I see a baron wasteland filled of gloom and death
What is this in the reflection
I see something it’s a face but it looks familiar like me
My face what happened to me there are holes,and burns how
I looked up and I saw it I saw what happened
The rain the rain as I feared it fell
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- Title: Death By Rain
- Artist: 666-XIII
- Description: When I was in high school we had to write a poem that was about our fears in away our favorite author would my favorite of course is Edger Allen Poe so this is my interpretation of his writing
- Date: 05/14/2010
- Tags: death rain
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