
The grass was not green,
the sky was not blue,
and the weather
far from perfect.
But wherever in life I’ve been,
to whomever I was true,
I am reminded of all of it
so I sat and wept.
And tears are not the bad part,
they will dry and be gone.
It’s the days when I can’t cry,
that I doubt, maybe my heart
has turned to stone,
with pain forever inside.

beautiful “it rains in my heart”. We have all experienced that feeling!
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Absolutely we do‼️😊❤️
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Brilliantly written
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Would you please go to the original site and tell that to the author. All I did was recognize the greatness of it and reblog it in my site. Thanks for taking the time to comment❣️😊
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Will do.
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😊❤️
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