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Against the Window by Hamsta, literature
Literature
Against the Window
Raindrops pound
Against the window of my heart,
Eternal downpour
Without sight of end or start.
Lying here
All the colors turn to gray,
Close my eyes
And let the rain wash me away.
Picking through the open wounds
Of memories and regrets
I try to move ahead
But all the roads are soaking wet.
Struggling past the obstacles,
Pushing through the pain,
I know this hurt would disappear
If I saw you again.
To hold your hand one more time
To see your smiling face,
To bury you inside my chest
Absorbing your embrace.
If time were not my enemy,
If fate were not my foe,
I'd lock you up inside me
And never let you go...
