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People live.
People die.
People grow and blossom, show their talents.
Then they show their true colours, rot away and die.
People show love, compassion, broken truths and empty lies.
Others only show hate, selfishness, cheap promises and paper-thin words.
And yet, these are the blackened people who darken the sky, block out the sun and make the blessed decay.
They did more than eclipse my sun.
They lured it in.
They sunk in their claws.
They ripped it apart.
They shredded it.
They shattered my world.

Here is she, little Tear,
Full of Pain, full of Fear.
Broken heart for lover dear...

Oh how she wished she could scream…

But she couldn't let them win.
She would never surrender her perch.
They would never make her sing her broken song.

Sigh...

Pitter, patter. Pitter, patter…
Hn...
Pitter, patter. Pitter, patter…
Hrn...
Schhhhhhhhhhh...
The downpour had started, much to the annoyance of the brooding brunette.

...At least she couldn't hear the cars anymore...

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A/N: Apologies for the short chapter. My excuse: an uneventful day. I believe that the next chapter will stir things up a bit...