when it rains
it pours
and again
i find myself locked outside
without an umbrella

when the wind starts blowing
grab a kite
take it to the top
of the highest hill
and pray for not a lightning strike

i watched the sun rise ( Read more... )

You've been shot ( Read more... )

The words that once came screaming out ( Read more... )

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