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I can see black clouds and gray,

People knew rain is coming so they are running away,

As I noticed it will be one great night;

They thought I’m not alright;

They are mistaken ;

I can see the moon through the rain shining bright…



I can feel it close, coming to me,

He promised me he’ll someday comeback for me,

They said” don’t believe him it’s just a play!”

“even if he’ll comeback, he’s not going to stay”

I said:

” no, he’ll never treat me that way,

Cause I need him as kids need to play”



Since I met his eyes, my story had begun…

He brought me troubles,

without him I couldn’t carry on…

That’s how I waited and waited,

I couldn’t run..



I know I’m not dead,

Though for me it’s better to die,

Than believing in a lie,

I have nothing left but some teardrops,

All I can do is , by my self to sit and cry,

I know one day, those tears I’ll stop,

But ‘til the day comes I’ll stay here and wait,

I’ll watch my tears mixed with the rain,

and to hate instead i will learn,

I learned the lesson, nothing happens in vein,

He’ll never be happy or safe,

He’ll feel as I do,

He has to feel the same,

Nothing more can be explained,

Nothing can show how deep is my pain,

If he left me apart,

He’ll break my heart,

I’ll never love again~

but he'll payback,

with everything, everyday...



The END

15\nov\2002