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Feb 11, 2007 19:49

Darkness falls
my walls are blue
as my thoughts wander
they land on you

Sensing that change is near
I wonder why I'm still here
Wonder whether the sky is still clear

Holding this body
that is surprisingly warm
I gather my sanity
the bees swarm

When there's a we and a they
there's a me and a you
it's you they all want
you know it's true

you always knew

The last drop falls before the storm

the mess on the floor
is my metaphor
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