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 Broken 

 

Watching the gentle rain

falling softly like a

pitter patter. Feeling the

   emptiness in my heart...

thinking I need to speak,

but it doesn't matter.

 

Part of me wants

to shout... instead I

silence my feelings,

not letting them out.

 

Like the rain that

that falls all around me,

  so does the pain...

there were promises that

that it would never go

away, still love

left here today.

 

I lost everything I

thought was honest,

good and true, I stand

here broken and I

don't know what to do.

 

You say the anger

will leave and so will

the sorrow... I don't

want to hear, I'll deal

with that tomorrow.