Rainy season inside my head
Long-lasting tears seem to fade
Why don't you try to comprehend
As I speak the truth holding your hand
Can you try not to speak of it
Can you pretend it's all over
Shall I tell you again that it's done
Your autumn will return in some time
This feeling hurts for a while
I yearn when you gave me this bile
Give shelter for my dying soul
After sacrificing almost all
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