

Wandering in the RainOn days like these All I want is poetry Rain falls on me And I can’t seeWandering in the Rain
But your hand is there Though darkness weathers And my heart feels tethered I still have my prayers
Come and take my pain Hold me through these rains When there’s nothing left to take And life leaves me in its wake


what could beIt must have been when you smiled at me Now your face is all I see Maybe during that last dance Or when you gave me that one glance So intense and deep and strong And then it seemed my sense had gone Who would guess I'd be the one to fall?what could be
Me who built my walls so tall. We were only supposed to be friends Is this the beginning or the end? Now what am I to do? Could you feel the same way too? The way you touched my hand in class... How could I begin to guess?
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~ Zolene Angel
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Wanna get laid?
Crawl up a chicken's butt and wait.
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