Hurt
Rain is falling,
the smell of red desert sand is in the air,
i watch the drops roll down the window,
ten thousand angels crying,
are they crying for me?
i taste salt water as it rolls over my lips
an drops to the ground,
trying not to feel, but you touched me,
i felt, now im feeling
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