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Nov 2015
Watching the rain pour down my face
Watching the wind blow away the pain
Watching the sun shine right through me
Watching what's left of me get back up
Slowly but hurtfully I arise
Standing tall and grab my prize
Happiness fulls me and I'm up again
The sadness is gone
Forever alive
Written by
LoveIsReal  Stratford
(Stratford)   
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