You breathe, I listen
we wait for the rain
the clouds, cruel as ever
go their own way
and broken wings of dead butterflies
swirl in the hot wind
like rainbows split in between
a mad cat runs in circles
biting its own tail
kicking dust, chasing flies
sniffing the blazing air
it's ten in the morning
no one walks the street
the shades are drawn
the stores are closed
the leaves burnt to crisp
our shadows weep
big angry tear drops
fall on the cracked ground
and challenge the cruel summer
we wait for the rain
the clouds, cruel as ever
go their own way
and broken wings of dead butterflies
swirl in the hot wind
like rainbows split in between
a mad cat runs in circles
biting its own tail
kicking dust, chasing flies
sniffing the blazing air
it's ten in the morning
no one walks the street
the shades are drawn
the stores are closed
the leaves burnt to crisp
our shadows weep
big angry tear drops
fall on the cracked ground
and challenge the cruel summer
very refreshing
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