The falling rain hurtles towards the window pane
Each tear shaped drop shatters as it hits cold glass
One after the other, creating a rhythmic drumming
Which follows the beat of my heart
Just another fool, played like a game
Beaten again by the dealer
Given out only to be brought back and replaced
By a better, newer version
A broken victim, a doll no longer cared for
Forgotten and left to age ungracefully
Gather dust in a dingy corner, and when found
Thrown away like yesterdays newspaper
I'm just another sufferer of a thing we call a broken heart
But everyday I'm learning how to overcome you
Show you that i don't hurt anymore and i no longer care
I don't need or want you anymore
And that suits me fine
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i really appreciate it... hehe fabby (i like that word 
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