
I caught a glimpse of her playing in the rain
free as a bird under the pouring tears of god
she is dancing like a flower swaying in the wind
singing with her heart a blissful hymn
little did I know her clouds were mad and sad
she dresses up with mourning and loneliness
"Where is mom? Where is dad?"
in the deafening silence her fragile heart bursts
alone she wept under the pouring tears of god
of unanswered calls and empty answers...
Me lurves the wordplay!
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