There’s something in the night that she fears.
There’s something in its silence that torments her.
There comes the rain, it terrifies her more
The raindrops feel like needles pricking her torn heart.

BNW & Poems

There’s something in the night that she fears.
There’s something in its silence that torments her.
There comes the rain, it terrifies her more
The raindrops feel like needles pricking her torn heart.
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