One way trip for a wounded heart


If there was a chance it could rain

I wish it would

Huge drops of acid rain

Straight off the California coast

Burning holes in everything it touches

Holes the size of the ones in my heart

Gaping

Gone uncared for for too long

Putrid

Only touched by harsh words and accusations

Festering

Not even the the saline liquid from getting pissed on

Can effect a change

Let the rain wash it away

Back into the sea 

With the rest of them

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