Pain of My Conviction
It drizzles
Pitters and patters
Around my broken soul
It whispers
Howls and screams
Accusations in my ears
But it's lies
Riddles and half-truths
Are reflected in my eyes
Just as the pain
Of my conviction
Is reflected in the rain
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