I walked out into the cold rain,

hoping it would wash away the pain.

Darkness grips my broken heart.

Words from you prick like a dart.

Love that once flamed so hot,

now it simply just does not.

Even your eyes have grown cold,

when once they were bright and bold.

It’s time that I must set you free,

and accept you don’t love me.

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