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Rain from my eyes

  • Poet
  • Mar 8
  • 1 min read

Sometimes my brain is so polluted with you rain falls from my eyes

Missing my fingers in your mouth so you call me crazy again

Most people don’t love me when my brain gets all fucked up

When it destroys itself with pain receptors and self deprecation

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