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I stand in the rain
and slowly look up
as the rain drops slowly
take a place or the tears

the eyeliner running
straight down my face
making it so
you an read sorrow on my face

as the rain comes harder
it soaks my clothes
my body begins to shiver
as my body grows cold

but to go back to warmth
is something i wont do
cuz that would be harder
then i would be in a room alone with you.