Come the rain 

Come the rain

Fall sweetly on my verdant pain 

Absolution for this wickerman 

Who calls the flames

To raze this heart

And

Salt the soul 

So come the rain 

Wash away what ash remains

With toxic wet anoint my grave

I called the flames 

To offer self as sacrifice 

That someone better should survive 

Come the rain

-EJoveJohnson

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