The gentle drops of rain,
Hitting against a window pane,
Remind me of a time,
When even through rain you and I would shine.
This world is dark now with just me,
I wish you were here to set me free,
From this thing I call a cage,
Filled with nothing but my rage.
The world is dead now there is no rain,
There is no hope and there are no sane,
The only thing left is to let go of fear,
And let go of those that I hold most dear.
I'm the last one with only a few days left,
Before the radiation kicks in and I'm faced with death,
I just wish I could see you one last time,
Before my life ends so the sun may shine.
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