Lying on a barren road
Staring at the glistening
Blindingly clear sky
Calm
Serene
Till the rain starts falling
In heavy teardrops
Parched
You rush
To collect them all
But you only miss more
And more
Harder
And harder
Falling to your knees
Too broken to move
Paralysed
By the impending wave that's about to
break
About to wash you away
To a place that never
Glistens
Never calms
Never changes
Only floods
With the avalanche of your
Thoughts
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