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Heart broken

By Emjolie8, Evanston, IL

Thunder storm oh thunder storm
Grumble grumble roar
My boy friend is gone 
He stumbled out and slammed the door

Rain is pounding on the roof
And hitting the concrete 
Pouring down the window
And splashing on the street

I am better off alone
No one to hold me down
I can do what I want
Knowing I won't drowned

People always say
Love is in the air
But I have always known
We are not the pair

Many times I wonder 
What it would be like
I always turn back
And see love is a stereotype

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