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what now?

im battered.bruised and heart aches.tears mark their way down my head bows down to my hands.hoping.its hopeless.i try to carry on.i try to forget you.its impossible.i stand alone.just breath catches in my throat.i set the umbrella down..the rain is like my tears.drenching me.

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