people_with_hearts nom they want to love want to love want to love you! 060709 ... Soma It’s quiet in the city The rain patters and drips down alleys Splashing upon streets and catching The stars in the puddle on the roof visible outside your window. You pick at your hands, peeling away skin As you struggle to form words that will Peel away the truth from you Perhaps you’re a cognizant orange Or perhaps the truth is You’re a human with feelings Laughing, we’re wonder aloud Which would be the most terrifying truth of all We people with hearts must take care To be gentle like the rain While accepting the darkness too. 221203 what's it to you? who go blather from