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I just read your letter, it made me feel so sick that I had to
step outside. The rain felt my pain as I started walking. Raindrops
running from my hair into my face. Feeling the cold liquid
crawling across my cheek. Too shocked to do anything about it.
Some drops fall on my dry lips which are cracked open. The cool
water refreshes the flesh which burns with pain.
My soaked clothes don't bother me anymore as my wet body
feels the cold.
Still I walk on and feel the pain turn against me.
Betrayed by her as she wrote that letter. The art of treachery
denies what we once had and what we could have.
Still crave for her but can't do anything about the fact
that it's over.
Love has fled from her heart, a heart that doesn't
belong to me anymore.
I turn my head and see the rain kissing the river. Understand
that I'm not feeling good, I feel fucked and alone when I stare
out there.
Think by myself, will the sun ever shine for me again...