Like the famous song of MFO:
"There's rain in Istanbul this morning
My eyes are filled with tears, I don't know why
As innocent as listening to mom's advice
I cried this morning"
The rain is there outside but it fills me with tears inside. It seems there's a huge pool of tears now in me. And, I want to drown my regrets and hesitations in there.
Then I remember my insincerity (even hypocrisy). I decide to drown it in that pool as well - as soon as I grab it from the neck...
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