The rain is falling
the sky darkened and gray,
as my thoughts break the silence
in a melancholy way.
The thoughts of you are running
like a racehorse through my mind,
bringing with them mixed signals
that haven't fade through time.
It's a spell that can't be broken
no matter how much I try,
for you are a part of me
and with me till I die.
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