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by Sora Chi Kaminari Jan 12, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
He walked through the cemetery The clouds low; not on a missionary In hand a black rose Her favorite flower they all supposed But he knew for sure that it was Dancing in the rain; surprised by how much pain does The rain fell, the water splashed He didn't even try to dash Rejection was always at stake He was in love, that was no mistake She had left him, a hole in his heart The slice in her chest, his world fell apart Seeing her grave, nothing new The same old thing, with old rotten flowers, in morning dew The small tombstone held her name He always would curse in vane She had committed suicide Leaving him in the world behind She never knew the love he held It was all flirting when he yelled He knew he caused her pain Shoving her down, making him insane The dark black rose broke in his hand Tears in his eyes, blood rushing in his head Now he knew why, she walked in the rain... Because no one knew you were crying out of pain