Friday, May 25, 2007

when it rains it pours

Standing in the pouring rain
Never seems to end
I need an umbrella to get me out
Will the sun surface again?
I’m diving my way into destruction,
Give me a hand and guide the way
Finding my way through the dark
Back to where I’ll stay
My umbrella’s broken again
Can I use yours?
It always take so long to find another
You always see past my flaws

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