I hear the raindrops splatter
on my bedroom window pane
like music
that soothes my saddened mind
That tiny pitter patter
that entered all my dreams
afraid to wake
because I know what I will find
Dreams, of everything I wished for
will suddenly be pulled away from me
and I will be alone again
forever
~~
My tears turn into raindrops
and raindrops into tears
love should last
but life can be unkind
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