When the rain of tears falls down and hits my cheeks, it's a beautiful thing.
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Unable to step outside the stupid rules, I cried. My map of the future was too blurry.
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Wanting to fill up my worn-down heart, I just gathered things I didn't need.
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Goodbye, I say, because those beloved days won't come back.
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In the corner of the night, quietly, my little closed heart is starting to open up.
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My color is changing to a deeper and gentler shade as I take in the morning light.
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When the rain of tears falls down and hits my cheeks, it's a beautiful thing.
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If just being concerned and grieving for someone's future is called kindness,
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Maybe my worn-down heart will be filled more easily than I thought.
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I make countless mistakes, but if it won't end,
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In the corner of the night, quietly, the wounds I've always hid are staring to close up.
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Someday, everything that went astray will come together and take in the morning light.
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In the corner of the night, quietly, my little closed heart is starting to open up.
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My color is changing to a deeper and gentler shade as I take in the morning light.
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I pass through countless nights and move closer to the sky than I was the day before.
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While I wilt sometimes, I squint into the light and take a deep breath again.
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When the rain of tears falls down and hits my cheeks, it's a beautiful thing.
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