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Rain

Rain falls from my eyes,
Leaving me blind.
Why, Why, Why?
I cry. I scream, I whisper I’m fine.
Along with every other little white lie.
Who knew?
Who knew it could ever be true?
Everything she’s been through,
Too bad it ain’t a fluke.
Why, Why she cries,
Nobody will ever know why,
She herself, doesn’t even know why she lies.
She can’t handle every goodbye.
—WordsOfAFallenAngel
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