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As i lay on this concrete,
listening to my hearts only beat.
The rain Starts to fall,
as i block my heart behind a wall

I start to cry my tearless pain,
leaving me became my bane.
Because my love goes far to deep,
even the angels begin to weep.

My face i hide beneath this cloak,
my smile, my eyes, even when i spoke.
No one could hear my painfull pleas,
As i lay here about to freeze.

Maybe when i leave this world,
my heart can come unfurled.
As it is bound unto the past,
hopefully this breath will be my last.