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Apr 2011
Standing alone in the rain,
I watch you walk away.
There's really nothing more I can do
Except think about and remember you.
I lay and shiver at night,
I wanna give up on this fight.
I'm waiting for the sun to come out,
But these dark clouds are my every doubt.
They're blocking out the sun;
The days are permanently done.
Tricia Trout
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