It always rains in her world
as a flood starts to arise
tears make up for her pain
falling from her crystal blue eyes
the skys always black
the trees always dead
the wind is the echoe
of the last thing he said
the letters on the ground
the ink starts to run
her frown is frozen
her tears seem to melt the sun
time there is broken
nothing can stay set
he is her pain
her only regret


 
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