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By it dosent matter Date: 2007 Feb 21 Comment on this Work [[2007.02.21.17.18.19471]] |
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coughed... a choked off sound in the night and the rain not feeling its wet runnels of cold along the back fade how they fade... in the arguments shouts yells rage... why? how dead that reply without heart or care crippled ... that one word echo's all the hurt has eaten away at the fabric of all i am and the rain as my friend in its roar it pounds out all but that just a word one i am unable to share |