Rain, Rain go away because of you my pain will stay.With people's innocence always mocking me making me transparent and illnatured to everyone but him. Being a merchant of love gave me what i needed when i pleaded for salvation. With him being perfect at being imperfect gave me a different kind of love. But love is death and death is you. Its pain stains like a black tattoo. Those memories come back again and blind me in the ropes of pain. Crimson blood streams down my head like a long silk ribbon, tied by a thread to a hole in my skull. Now just a memory thats faded and dull.