She looked around the room
It was filled with the mess she made
She pointed at his photo frame
You! you lied to me about everything
About being with me...
About being a family..
You took me everywhere then, why not know?
She screamed, tear drops fell one after the other
She sat at the the doorstep, broken completely
Suddenly, it rained
Are you crying too? she asked
Why did you not take me..
Why did you go to the skies alone?
I would have come, she whispered in tears
I would have come happily
She cried on her doorstep, and he cried from the skies.
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