Like the rain falling from the sky
The pain you feeling just won't die
Because every time you close your eye
It was her who flashes out so you cry
How then can you feel good?
When you know, that person is the antidote
Of the loneliness that embraces you
How could that person made you feel blue?
This teary eye and weary heart
Are proof of once was master of art
A kind of an output where something was torn
Afraid to be sold, afraid of duplication.
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