Rain
I stare out the window pane,
watching as it starts to rain.
It starts as a drizzle and then it pours,
like the pain in my heart, each drop becomes more.
More of the sadness and hurt in my life,
more of the reasons I can't be your wife.
More of the reasons to start over new,
more of the reasons to get away from you!
To find the person I use to be,
To let go of the anger and set myself free.
Free to be happy and love someone new,
the way in my heart, I know I can do.
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