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Dec 2016
The rain pours,
As my heart sours.
My tears fall,
While you call.
I love you,
But I hate you.
You cause me pain,
But to try to get away is vain.
From you I hide,
As your my Jekyll and Hyde
Written by
Lee Gale  Trowbridge
(Trowbridge)   
854
   Doug Potter
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