The Sound of Rain

Shouting and crying
In a hollow room
Reddening skin
Seated in a corner
With hands over face
Bruised and broken
Until it begins to rain

Water drips drops on the roof
Of the hollow room
Seeping into the cracks
In silence
Where shaking hands catch
The falling water
Forgetting the shouting and crying
In the hollow room
Where fists opened
And became loving hands again
That held onto precious moments
Like the soothing sound of rain

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