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I think I am going insane;

dignity I need to gain.

I want there to be no trace,

nothing that shows my disgrace.

I need to be in the rain

where I can disguise my pain.

Raindrops or tears on my face,

one, the other can displace.

Misery can start its reign

as it has now been made plain

that my love has been erased,

now my heart must be encased

before all hope can drain

leaving nothing but a stain.

I can't take this cruel place;

let me leave the human race.

All honesty has been slain;

it's just the same sad refrain.

Once more my faith's been misplaced,

another dream I've chased

of a love that will not wane,

but it has been in vain.

There will be no hearts or lace,

or red roses in a vase.

Needing to hide all my pain,

I am praying for the rain.