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Rain Take My Tears

CRIED A FEW DROPS WHEN I THOUGHT YOU BROKE MY HEART. I CURSED MYSELF LIKE NO TOMORROW BECAUSE PAIN MADE ME SO. I'M AWAKE, NO MORE IN THE DREAMLAND I FEEL THE BEAT AND EVERY PANG. IT MAKES A FOOL OUT OF ME, COZ IT'S HOW THINGS SUPPOSED TO BE. I SHOULDN'T GO BEYOND WHAT MY HEART CAN GIVE AND SHOULD NOT EXPECT MORE THAN WHAT I CAN RECEIVE. IN THE END, ITS THE HEART THAT SUFFERS NOR MAKE THE BRAIN ANY WISER. BROKEN HEARTS MAY NOT BE REPAIRED BUT IT CAN BE HEALED. IT IS MAY BE HARD BUT IT IS POSSIBLE.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/4/2012 1:52:00 PM
A good poem, a little sad - There's no medicine for "lovesickness". - Wish you a nice first week in December, hoping you will get some Christmas glow. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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Evangeline Demate
Date: 12/5/2012 12:22:00 PM
thank u for ur words Miss Anne, same here wish u a great December..xoxo

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