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[bodytext] => All alone at the end of her rainbow In a bar called the Flickering Flame She drinks to a soon to be memory... Will he even remember her name She cries to the tune that is playing Some song about love turning cold It's funny, they all promise rainbows But rarely deliver the gold... She's better off lonely Convinced that it's only a fact, when push comes to shove. She can't shake the feeling A sad heart revealing The truth that she's lousy at love. All alone at the end of his rainbow In a bar called the Flickering Flame He drinks to a life in a turmoil With an elegant toast to his shame He sighs to the tune that is playing And empties the rest of his glass It's funny, they all promise rainbows But leave when the storms come to pass... He's better off lonely Convinced that it's only a fact, when push comes to shove. He can't shake the feeling A sad heart revealing The truth that he's lousy at love. All alone at the end of their rainbows Just a couple of bar stools apart A glance and a smile and just maybe A future of laughter might start But he's awfully tired of rejection and she's pretty sick of the game So again, they'll just go home lonely From a bar called the Flickering Flame They're better off lonely Convinced that it's only A fact , when push comes to shove. They can't shake the feeling Their sad hearts revealing The truth that they're lousy at love [comments] => 9 [counter] => 546 [topic] => 25 [informant] => Rakerman1999 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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