I am
The rain Of Iris Grey. My life's lash long My grave- lid quay. I'm pain unslain and pain I give For pain in pain with pain I live I'm sorrow deep and deeper wrong I deepest seep in depths o' song But o as hueless hearts unwrung But o as hope from hope unstrung But o as fuel on flame unflung I live and lie and loathe unsung Unsaid, unshed, undead dismay I am The rain Of Iris Grey. - Alina Nawab Kidwai
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