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rain poured from those skies so black
Her weeping heart broke at the thunders crack
The cold night air raced through her bones
As she shivered she sighed a tearful moan
Her thoughts were of him, wishing
he was near
But it was her anger for him that she feared
The passion of want, to keep him close through the night
But for the hurt inside, her desire she had to fight
His look was of lust, yet his
words were of love
A verse so tempting that it was her heart that he touched
She wished for an end to her days of solitary
So she falls for his words that were her fantasy |