I stand here
on the cold rain
I feel naked
without your hugs
I stand alone
As the rain washes
off my bloody tears
then
Look around
the houses with ghosts
that have an empty soul
I know this wont change
I know you will never come
Its hard 2 be strong
Its hard to stay here alone
But I've got no choice
I wont wait
I will take the train
With no way.
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