That wet weather in your eyes
evoked the rain inside my soul.
I tried in vain your tears hold,
but failed with hopeless exercise.
The bullshit that I told before
was rough and rude in reckless words,
I put them as the heavy clods
upon your heart, heart to deform.
I felt so sorry for that play -
for torture and for lied blackmail,
for burnt your feet and drove the nails
into your hands – day after day;
no more hysterics, no more cries -
I awfully apologize.
27.03.2021
Wet weather in your eyes
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