She thought the rain washed this affair away,
But those drops became her tears,
This broken heart again fell into decay,
Only the sorrow left remained in the greatest fear.
Seeking for love was her duty,
An unknown passenger she was only to him,
Who she thought of being devoted to completely,
But couldn’t have anything in return from him.
This vague relationship lived in uncertainty,
None of them would break the ice made of lies,
Nothing was seen in the truth obviously,
Both of them relied on this emptiness.
She learned to take whatever it might be falling,
When he was gone for another train of desire,
To conquer the fear was a war to win,
Then she would be cured by courage of fire.
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