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Teardrops fall like rain on an over cast day

The pain like lightning stiking upon bare ground


Over and over again

Will this ever truely end?

There's always more clouds rolling in

More storms to come


Letting out a cry like that of the thundering heavens above,


She sinks to the hard ground,

Oh what has life become?





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