His hair , his clothes His soul , his flaws All drenched from tip to toes From the downpour of cold rain Or perhaps from the teary cries of pain Running through the tall lifeless structures Bare foot struggling , creating bleeding sculptures The sound of thunder grew louder Inside storm igniting like a " gun powder " with the blurry vision in this cold night He sped towards nowhere in his sight Clutched at his torso , heartbeat crossing scale Tried to steady his breaths , but not to avail Tiny stones dug their way into his skin As he fell on the ground , left his tongue cursing Closing his eyes , he raised his face Towards the charcoal sky framed in haze Each drop of rain falls onto his bruised face Let out a sigh , started rushing through the estates His steps trembles with fear , Hearing ambulance sirens , a crowd appears Rain , slick roads , cars , human error Accident that was waiting to happen His soul fluttered , No words he muttered When he saw himself on the road laying shattered
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