The Rain Continues to Pour

Stop the pain, stop the rain but yet it continues to pour

Violence right around the door

Killing, shooting when will it stop. No listen, the rain continues to pour.

Look at outside, drippity drop. The drops of bleed shed, the color is red.

The color is red that's all I said, interesting the color red is dead. 

The rain continues to pour on another Black Man's Door.

Stop the pain, stop the rain but yet it continues to pour.

 

 

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