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02-03-2008, 01:54 AM
haha, the way the rain poem ended was the way it was to end. kinda like how the rain and thuder can be so calming, making one feel sleepy and sleep longer.....like a forever sleep...ur the first to catch a glimps at what i ment with the ending of it...good work!
the real truth is often the one we dont want to hear
i am the tears that fall, you are the blood on my skin, we are mingled forever again, here we stand, hand in hand, but ill let go when my time has come, time for u to fly alone
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