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Tears in the Rain
My heart is heavy, oh it hurts so much,
The sting of your words,
The thoughtless tossing of my pride,
To let my ego lay there on the ground.
In the cold, cold rain….
You turn your back, like you never cared
and played me like a fiddle,
A sweet seductive song,
you pied piper, lonely hearts maker
So I came in from the abyss,
listening to the music, wrapped up in the stanza.
Trusting, wanting, feeling, hoping.
All for not ……all just a game.
Then you shut the door, I heard it slam,
and walked away. Leaving me standing in the utter,
darkness….. again……. to which I have become accustomed…
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