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Delerium - Flowers Become Screens
Soaks my skin - through to the bone
Pain is nothing that a downpour won´t erase
Rain - you can´t hold on to it
A treasure you cannot frame
Rain - somehow I´m drawn to it
I feel engaged, one and the same
When heavens dressing beads off my face
The pain is nothing that a downpour won´t erase
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