Raining Heart

I don't want my heart to rain 

Even though it sinks in my brain

I thought nothing was wrong in my vein,

Until I started feeling the pain.

I wished to be in the right lane

But I found myself in the wrong main

I know I have nothing to gain

Because I'm still troubled in a chain.

I think I'm going insane 

Because I lost all my grains.

I have something to clean

Something I don't know how it was stained

But all my toil to clean the stain was in vain.


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