You left the door open
And rain was pouring
OutsideI was alone
In the darkest blue
Mind hazy on all the drinks
I've consumedLetting my teardrops
Fill up my glass of uncertainty
And I take a swig of it
To wash everything downI fall down through the dark
Gloomy blues cascading around me
As I float downward
To the darkest sea belowEven when falling
At least raindrops
Aren't alone//k.u.
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