Fire and Rain
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Fare thee well, my heart, which I have sundered
Ripped from my own chest, ne'er to pain again
Oh how it agonized and it thundered
When thou left my side and thus followed: rain.
Falling slow upon me, black’ning my sky
Words and lies are dark clouds above my head
Standing resolute as it falls, I cry
To stay strong I firm myself, no tears shed.
Heartless, heartless, sadly, are not we all?
Ignorant to love's worth; to strife we lean
Casting out what's precious to let them fall
The curtains thus close on our dismal scene
And all to seek and attain that which we desire...
Love, is much like the rain but much more like a fire.