Sriram Viswanathan

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Raindrops

Death is what awaits us all
Forgive them for what you believe
Soon it'll be over, seasons change
Your time will come to bleed again

You're falling down, falling down on me
Frail and pure you cleanse my soul
Without fear you lend your life
In the sweetest moments of your cry

Passion and anger are your ways
Emotions run dry on your wet face
I could see my reflection in you
A relationship I have with a few

Drip, Drip, Dripping till your last breath
From the edge of a window, you hang to death
Be brave now, for tomorrow is another day
Starting a new life, wish I could say