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stank man Jun 2016
it rained
when you first told me you loved me
silent teardrops running down a windowsill
gental floods that carry what matters

it rained
as we sat in silence in the car
the day we said goodbye at the airport
and i told you it wasn't the end

it rained
the last day i saw you
with your new lover
and the feeling of blood ozing out my boddy
the feeling of 'unreal'
the feeling of the day it rained

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