The rain never stopped falling
the day you went away
clouds forever heavy
and my life a shade of grey
the weather never lightened
and the streets began to flood
the torrents streaming past me
are coloured by my blood
I didn’t want to hurt you
so I hurt myself instead
this crisp white shirt you bought me
is now a shade of red
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