The rain weeped ;
weeped to a point of poignancy ,
I will forever scorn the universe for taking you away ;
I recall praying to any God that would listen to help you ;
To save you the despair.
And when that did not work i pleaded with my mind to make my heart and soul understand ,
But how could I have had such expectations when the mere thought of it left me disconsolate .
I often speculate how i survived that day all sodden and bleak,
and how i survived every minute since ; without you
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