That refuses to unfog
Not unlike this petty heart
That just will not unclog.
Placid at times, and painless
It almost fools me, does
When the kindly cloak, happiness
Turns shadowy echoes to rust.
If madness is what it will be
I pray, spare me the fate
Sanity weighs down heavier
And that's all i can take.
And then on days like this,
With raindrops kissing the skylight
All i can do is raise my eyes
And drink in the sight.
And just like that i know
It can be more ways than one
There's someone i see outside
Shooting raindrops at the sun.
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