when it rains...

I ran my heart out many miles ago

running on fumes and lack of a soul

i've taken every detour from breaking down

but the hurt has finally tracked me down

when it rains, it pours , when it pours it kills

it cant break whats broken, so it breaks my will

how many more miles will i carry on

until I face the truth, that my race is run

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