Moonlight Rain
Sitting in the the moonlight rain.
My life is headed down the drain.
You called and said your love for me is broke and dead.
Now I sit in moonlight rain.
A gun held tight to blow my brains.
No where to go, no where to hide.
From the pain I feel inside.
Drowing in this moonlight rain.
Shall I ever feel the sun again?
The days we had, the days we knew.
Now are cast in rain soaked blue.
Moonlight rain has dowsed the flame.
Of a once true filled love with shame.
Eternal night now fills the void,
endless sorrow no room for joy.
poem by Michael McParland
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