Time is standing still.
Like a statue moving nil.
The clouds are casting shadows.
High over the long meadows.
I stretch out my hand.
In the background plays my favorite band.
The raindrops on my palm.
Is unable to make me feel calm.
I turn my face upwards.
As the rain falls on my face from heavenward.
It can't erase my sadness.
Nor can it make my pain less.
As I stare at my hand.
Empty, like a desert land.
No comfort, no warmth.
I can't smile under this painful wrath.
The world around me is now a blur.
My hair gets wet but doesn't curl.
I can't go on like this.
But I have got a promise to keep.
So i smile for the world to see.
Because I know that somewhere far away he is smiling for me.
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