Rain

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    Rain

       In the pelting rain she stands naked and afraid, her pain scorching; unable to excape its grasp she slowly drowns.
      The madness of such an excruceating existence envelops her heart with an icey grip.
      Numb to the eliments she stands, her nude body growing colder with each rain drop, away from all the horror her mind dwells; there it shall remain, surrounded by the love it has conjered.
      A frozen tear falls from her eye and shatters at her feet, her frozen lifeless body colapses and she is free.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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