I'll meet with friends
Who know my sorrow
And borrow a cup of strength
From shared stories
Of revitalization
They'll scoop up my scattered pieces
In their open arms
Brush back the hair
Falling over my sad eyes
And remind me of my tenderness
I'll ask they not to speak ill of you...
I cannot weather any more rain
I will let their chit chat circle me
A shield of saying I will be fine
And almost believe them when they say
I a stronger than I know
This, and only this, I know
I am less than what I was before I loved you...
I cannot weather any more rain
Every day has been dimly lit by passing gray
The sun left as sudden as you
Lovers should never part
In the chill before Winter
The heart needs warmth to heal
And yet we confess to the strung out stars
That time might take a turn, a twist
Lead us back to the place before breaking
Where clouds part and the forecast changes...
I cannot weather any more rain
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