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As the rain fall like tears from the crying,
my heart races as i stand at the corner,
your voice still ringing through my head,
telling me that you would rather see me dead,
for only a moment before you would hold me,
and keep me from my demons that will never dissapear,
just as long as you know that forever will i hold you near,
even if you'r love for me is withered from dispare,
my heart still races as i stand upon the chair,
just as the rain falls down upon the earth,
so doth i only in mid-air.