Sadness makes me tender
Eradicate my colorless existence
Stand up to the puny rain; we must live in coexistence
I attempt to sketch my face that my memory can't seem to render
I'm powerless to elicit pain
Dream of the summers past
The clouded future is coming up fast
All the while ducking from the concrete shame
All the things I do leave before their through
Wipe the cluttered sky away
Hold on to me tight without delay
Don't leave me cold wading in the waters of subdue
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