In the cold rain of November
I held the lite of my heart in my hands
I held it for you and only you.
The rain washed away the pain I held for you
And the warm winds of change blew threw my door.
I walked through the cold rain as time stood still.
Till he came and mended my broken heart.
The rain in my heart dried and it began to beat again.
Now he holds my heart in his hands.
Bound to him with all my love I will forever be.
The November rain cant hurt me no more.
Ramblings of the perverse fairy Remy
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