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The day it rained
I looked up your number
Oh yes, I remember now
it was a dark day last summer
when the sun refused to shine
and our love dined on
heartache and wine.
The rain it fell
it seemed for an age
mirroring our fears,
while our eyes fell
upon an empty gaze.
Tied up in knots,
our words became
entangled like
barbed wire
in no man's land.
We dried up and
went ...
Friday 12th October 2018 8:11 pm
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