It's a cold and rainy night, and I just don't feel right.
My heart hurts, like it's never hurt before.
All because you left, you just walked out my door.
I know you'll be back, but I can't wait to see you again!
So I'll pour my heart out on paper, through this bleeding pen!
Sunday, January 25, 2009
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