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Its raining out side and i don't know why.
Drops hitting the pavement of a broken harted smile.
is the wind blowing not to sure,
no just like a broken hart no cure.
Ask if im sure yea i think so.
only emptyness is all i see.
maybe ill die or lay in a lonley
nite head to pillow and full gray nite well more like rain is on the inside
more like tears on my face so im going to lay here in the empty space.

Simply J