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A poem about a girl who's heart was broken |
| The rain falls down gently, on her beautiful hair. She tried to hold back the tears but now she doesn't care. Earlier that day, Her lover broke her heart. She screamed to him "Why are you trying to tear me apart!" Now she lays down on the dampened grass, She has been her from the start. Just laying in the cold, cold rain, the rain that's truly from the heart. |