…behold ... the rain... the angels are crying over me...
…my soul is shrieking it's pain towards the sky…but there's nobody to hear it...
…come... it's raining on my wings and soon I won't be able to fly anymore...
…why are you not here to protect me against these heavy tears…
of loneliness... of the world that surrounds me...
…I want to take a walk through the rain in order to cry unbothered....
…you know… In the rain, the tears can not be discerned…
…my beloved...soon we shall reunite... soon, I will feel you again…
…I must only be able to fly...
…come... it's not that far...
…my wings are weakened ... soaked...maybe because of the rain .. maybe due to my tears ... not even I know any longer...
…I'm struggling at the end of the sky
…help me fly...
…come and save this astray soul between two worlds ...don't let the sky fall upon me...
…why are you silenced when everything inside me wants to speak out to you …a smile ... one word...
…come...
…let's go home together ...
By Anna
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