Rain.the heavy ground takes on me begging me with each giant step to return the way i came. raindrops mock me. laughing against the cement as if happy to finally be at their resting place and thriving on my irony. a black cat crosses my path. it's line, marked by it's yellow glare ensuring that i should have been headed back to you.Rain.
the wind brushes against my face, now longing to be, at peace once again, lost in the forests of your hair.
i begin to hate the rain and it's cackle. i look into it's silver face and instead o
About A Girlshe sits on the window sill her mind unstill she spills her ill wills and latest thrills not wanting to go from the window watching the wind blowAbout A Girl
thinking of long ago her thoughts lasting long effects long lasting she lasts longing for her mystery or her misdemeanors to mean more or go away lovely girl, watching, waiting.
and she saidand she applied her makeup and he pulled on his shirt and each of them smiled in the mirror and lied to themselves that this would be their night just like they did every other.and she said
and echoes of uncontrollable giggles and high fives pierced the cold dark air filled with the pathetic stench of teengage rebellion and suffocated insecurity
and she played with her lips and her skirt played with her thighs and his smirk played with her thoughts and her silver can
tipped ever so slightly supplied the golden tool that played with her gol
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