Memories of Rain

Remember the memory of rain,
and forget the paths of pain.
Erase the deep, jagged wounds that pierce your skin,
and just won’t heal.
Your tears are sealed-
In my heart.
I will cherish your sorrows,
Never make them feel unwanted.
I will nourish you,
So you can be like new.
I’ll paint vibrant colors over your sores and,
Your self-inflicted wounds.
The color of blood I love,
But not yours..
Yours is the color of rotting flesh and open sores,
because you don’t know how to heal by yourself.
I will help you deal,
and I will help you heal.
You can always count on me.

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