Heartache & Sorrow

if one inspects the rain drops, from above
they will find  broken tears upon my cheek 
I’ve been standing in this rain without love 
 Yes, crying outside is not for the meek 
As my tears fall to the ground in shame
Drops of glistening tears pool near my feet
The  fluffy rain clouds seem to know my name
“Crybaby” they say floating in  white sheets
“There’s raindrops in my ears” That’s where they strum
I  must be destined for “crybaby fame”
if Rainbows had a paint shop  with a gun
I’d paint myself on the happiness train
And my tender soul would once again cheer
And i would wipe the rain drops from my ears


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