Rain, rain, go away, because of you the pain will stay. Cut my arms, stab my heart, and you where the one who tore it apart.
My tears are like asid streaming down my face, If my heart was there,
it would start to race; as I walk alown in the dark, because of you the knife will leave a mark.
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Just cuz a crow flies
Doesn’t mean it’s not broken.
With every heavy word it dies
A little inside
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