A millionth

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And the tears never stopped dripping from her eyes,
One, two, three and a millionth of times
And the night never seemed to end with the heart break
So, the sky dripped along with her in a millionth
In a millionth of shattered hopes
In a millionth of faded memories
In a millionth of tears
But how strange, the  night seemed to have noticed the way she was breaking inside, low in its grief
But she wished,
And only she could have wished it was him instead of that mere sky,
Who would have turned that millionth into a numerous smiles,
A numerous kisses,
And a never ending belief of never being alone.

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