Sunday, April 3, 2011


To all you dirty souls out there

Get out; let the rain find its way to your heart

Let it crawl into your veins

Let it purify your blood

And if there is any hope for your soul

Maybe the raindrop would reach its goal

Maybe when the water hits your skin

It will wash away all your sins

Maybe just by standing there

You can smell it in the air

You can feel the way it crawls into you

That little drop, like the sound of blue.

Walk out in the rain

And maybe you can feel the pain

Of all the clean souls out there

Who were polluted by your ugly stare.


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