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As I look up at the falling rain.

I remember a past full of pain.

Then I see you looking into my soul.

And I realize that you don't see me in parts, but as a whole.

My tears mix with the rain as I realize that you understand me.

And you realize that my past is to far for me to go back to who I used to be.

On the inside I'm searching for a connection between us.

Hoping that we can develop a certain realtionship between us.