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Jul 2010
The rain starts to pour
I call out over the roar
As you turn your back away
And the sky turns grey

My heart starts to race
You walk away slow with grace
Give up, I think and sigh
I feel miserable as the sky

I can’t think what I miss most;
Your sense of remorse,
Or the good days we spent
Oh, where have they went?

I remember the fun
The stuff we’d done
I remember those days
As if they were yesterday

There was something there
When you used to care
I try to hold onto that
My grasp runs flat

These memories will stay here
In my mind they won’t disappear
I couldn’t say the same for you
In your mind all will subdue

But for now I’m left in pieces
The feeling of happiness decreases
Now all I feel is pain
Now I cry in the rain.
© May 28, 2010. Shanna Howse.
Shanna Howse
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