to be
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rainpoets are just kids who didn't make it
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to be

by rain

skeletons never let go.

(they hold on like they'll drown, like it's the end of the world,)

brittle bones burn so quickly.

(but they won't let go, because she is all that they have ever known.)

they won't give up, holding onto her heart.

(it hurts.)

she says, "baby i need to let go -

the skeletons. they're so cold."

the cold burns her mind, ice and fire and ocean and

she wants to drown.

it's so hard

to be.

(when the skeletons hold on, when everything is cold.)

no light comes through now, and there are all these clouds

and she doesn't know how to see.

so there's no point in knowing

how to be.

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