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Roberta Flack Made Me Cry

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On a train travelling South East I sat and listened to a love balled, as the world sped by in a blend of colour that made my head feel light.
I drank a vanilla latte as the stars appeared one by one, in the serenity of the night sky. The sound of wheels on tracks rolling along in repetitive locomotion, kept me in tune with my emotions. As I escaped to a place in my thoughts; reflecting on days gone by, with my head full of images as music played on my disc man. Roberta Flack made me cry.
I felt sleepy, and my eyes were heavy. The sweet harmony of her voice made me feel sad deep inside, I was trapped there on the train, with no where left to hide. I tried to hold back my tears, as my emotions took hold of me, memories from all those years when I was torn apart with pain wrapped around my mind and drove me insane.
A kind stranger gave me a tissue to wipe my tear stained face, I felt ashamed of my predicament and a little out of place. She smiled at me and offered me a drink, I replied and said 'my mind is full of cloudy thoughts and I need some time to think.' Roberta Flack made me cry, with her sweet love balled lovingly titled "Your Face." I felt the tears well up inside I was trapped on the train, going South East and had no where else to hide.

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