The pain
This pain it makes me cryTo know that one day you were hers
Although now I accept it as an unwelcome discovery
But then I mourned but looked as the wolf howls at the moon
Traveling into the unknown
Chatting with music notes and lyrics
Comforting the rain as it comforts me
Lying still as if I were already in a grave
I loved you then and I love you now
Our love is that of a heart
A heart that breaks and shatters
But can always be put back together
Not by women
But by women and man
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