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the sound of rain drumming on my roof is a fitting soundtrack to the numbness i feel. A rhythmic, monotone sound... how fitting...
I chose to love another with all my heart, and in return I had it broken
I chose to give another all of myself, and in return everything was taken
I chose to share with another my thoughts, and in return the other forgets
But I also chose the path on which I walked, and I still have no regrets
I chose to love another with all my heart, and in return I had it broken
I chose to give another all of myself, and in return everything was taken
I chose to share with another my thoughts, and in return the other forgets
But I also chose the path on which I walked, and I still have no regrets