Raindrops skate across the window at night.
The wind blows,
Pushing them along.
The soft sound bites your ear in silence.
The iridescent rainbow the water creates shields you.
Shields you from seeing the world at night when the clouds cry.
Its so dark you can't see the sadness.
The window becomes transparent,
As the loneliness dries up.
I am able to see the world clearly again, but I look in the other direction as though the outside world is not there.
As though its not ment to be seen.
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