Sky has fallen with soft kisses from the rain.
My heart breaks when I hear your name.
Softness of your skin fills my head like a hurricane.
Just to see you one more time before I go insane.
When I hear them
talk about love,
I see you and me,
and what was to be.
But love has
gone like the rains in the hurricane.
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