And the rain will crash without a sound,
The noises of a young girl drowned.
Her eyes are empty,
No soul, life or light.
Her eyes are dry,
No more can she cry.
She looks up to see,
The clouds cry in her stead,
Her emotions and life never feed.
She can go on just one more day,
And promise the lie,
That she is okay......
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