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The one

I thought when you meet the one,
It would be the last one.
You know the soulmate,
The one for you that was made.
I thought it would be sunshine;
No rain.
I’d get rid of all heartbreaks
Get on the horse and ride away.
Into a world of love and care,
But loving you made it clear.
It ain’t much sunshine,
It’s rain.
No white house and picket fence,
It’s pain.
Laughing and crying,
Is a part of the game.
You have to be strong to not walk away,
You’ll have you learn to communicate.
Swallow your pride, say sorry,
That’s the way.
It’s no fairy tale .

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