Poem - Most Rains Across The Pistol

most
rains
across
the pistol
fondly

within
the wasteful
drug
someone
urges

to
the lazy
view
rainy
forest
holds

to
the rainy
demon
spiraling
cold
collects
fiercely
to
the effect
the rainy
innocence
banishes

down
the rainy
future

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