Red Rain

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By Bleeding Hopelessness

I see the rain on the street Cold enough to turn to sleet Considering what’s going on The color is quit unique Between this war that drones on And the citizens that had become undone Life seems meaningless now And the bloodshed has been shun As time passes through this night Many soldier still fight As the reddest rain falls On the streets tonight All hope has fled As bodies fall heavy as lead Gun shots go off And many fates have been met

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