A year of rainy days

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As soft as silk and as gentle as a feather
Your heart has had many storms it's had to weather
Broken and bruised in search for a cure
I've never seen something so hurt but still so pure
I will rip out my own heart and give it to you
In the hopes that it will take away your feeling of blue
You are sweet and kind and don't deserve to be in this much pain
I hope that your sorrows can be washed away by the rain

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