I'm sitting in my bed, listening to dashboard on repeat.
It needs to rain, hard. it needs to pour and storm, trees need to uprooted. The world needs to see what i'm feeling inside.
Power needs to fail, and my yard needs to flood, so the tears i can't create will have a release.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
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