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I am just a girl that has seen a lot. I have had my heart broken and mended, and broken again. I have lived a little, but I have got a lot more to go... And I love comments on my poetry!
Love is like the rain...at first, you go out into it willingly and dance...but once you are soaked down to the skin, you realize how cold it can truly be.
Walking alone in the rain, thinking of you.
I've got this feeling that the truth wasn't there totally,
but I could be wrong.
The raindrops fall steadily on my head,
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