Whisk My Soul Away
This pain,
My pain,
Falls down upon the city,
In sheets of rain.
I look not for your pity,
Or sympathy,
But I look to you,
For light,
Not smite,
I look to you,
For relief,
From this grief.
Stop the rain,
Stop my pain,
And whisk my soul away.
poem by Hikari Sonzaku
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