Rain wash away my worries.

Oh grey clouds above my head,
That cried whilst i slept upon my bed,
How soft and warm your tears do fall,
Nourishment to help my soul grow tall.
Oh heavy clouds that weep and weep,
Washing away, whats not mine to keep.
Do you fall just for me?
Do you see what i see?
Cleanse me,
Please. Wash away the day,
The things they say
Wash away the knowing,
The showing, the telling the secrets and the lies.

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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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