The rain seems to always wash away the pain, but inside every gap of this ordinary town will be people; carrying umbrellas, shielding themselves from this eccentric beauty as the sun hits the precise angle that will create the shadows of our favorite silhouette and I will remember that you were the only person who gave me my perfect storm.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Am I lost?
Can you find me?
I'm standing in between the corner of memory lane and your lost feelings.
Today's not a good day. I should get back to my bed and sleep til I wake no more.
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