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The tears they welled in her eyes...
As the sorrows endlessness creeps-
Deep down inside her very core...
Her shattered heart forever weeps;

Her saddness and its bleakest sky...
Now cover up her sunshine days-
Weeping are the tears of more raindrops falling-
Out of clouds of the harshest of grays;

O relentless sorrow...
The bane of the worlds sunnier ways-
'Tis a much vanquished spirit sullen...
Taken from her heart-at last-this day;

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