The cotton of my gown clings to my skin
as I drop to my knees in the rain
my tears melding with the drops
both washing away my shame
as I drop to my knees in the rain
my tears melding with the drops
both washing away my shame
I didn't deserve what happened to me
I was a child and wasn't to blame
so I kneel in the dark and I hug myself
just me, the night, and the rain
I was a child and wasn't to blame
so I kneel in the dark and I hug myself
just me, the night, and the rain
(c)s.cooper
aug 2, 2019
aug 2, 2019
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