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by Shelby Smith May 31, 2006 category : Life, society / other
The rain is like my lullaby as I fall asleep Each rain drop reminds me of the tears that were shed from my eyes each time you broke my heart As I listen to the rain fall against my window I long for it to come pour down on me and cleanse my soul of it's pain Often I wish as my pride begins to dim that my tears could free me of my past Yet I know my past is just a part of me A chapter in this book of life that i seem to be writing Therefore i mustn't regret any of the sleepless nights I spent thinking of you Because at least I knew all the while someone accepted me for who I am And thats all I ever wanted.