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Delusional Thoughts Of a Broken Hearted Man
The rain,
Leaked through the roof
Drip, Drip, Drip.
The Sound Echo'd
Throughout the house
And into my room.
There I lay ,alone, in the dark
My eyes wide open
Counting the lone drops, in search of sleep
Leaked through the roof
Drip, Drip, Drip.
The Sound Echo'd
Throughout the house
And into my room.
There I lay ,alone, in the dark
My eyes wide open
Counting the lone drops, in search of sleep
Published 10th Mar 2014
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