The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good

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Meticulous Gifts

And the rainfall in the city
Is never ever witty
sidewalks gritty
It makes me feel pretty

Charlatans and chicanerists
may dance and do their tricks
they will never have you
not the way I do

From thousands of miles away
the rain has traveled far to play
games I've never thought of
And pitterpatter songs of love

And each droplet kiss brings change
A departure I'd never miss from the strange
and every detail's rearranged

Ten thousand drops pust a grain of dust
They don't know why, but somehow they must
Gravity is the only thing they trust
Until they dry and leave behind rust

10 Heaven
20 Hell

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