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drenched with shadowy pain, 
u shook and shivered; 
like a gazelle 
in the rainstorm, 
flooded by the river, 
of your bleeding heart; 
u waited on me...

rain from u'r clouded mind, 
washed away my words. 
my conscience - 
the seeds of wisdom, 
pecked at, by birds 
of moronic absurdity. 
alas! i spectated..
this pillory of 
my wounded fate, 
this inactivity of 
my futile self, 
may this be concealed 
may this be preserved, 
for my eternal remorse