Woke up in the middle of the rain, by .:side:walk:.
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woke up in the middle of the rain
in the middle of the road
feeling nothing but pain
receiving a bad fix
of no memory
what to do, what will happen in this story?
Walk, still staring at the pace
this isn't any race
looking down at the cold and dark road
this texture is riggid, and rough
will it break off at the end when it gets tough?
no sign, it won't tell you
no warning to be aware
you'll learn by yourself
the grey colors crosses the white lines
feeling of it is so damp and cold
feeling of disgrace
sight of no face
get out of this road
land on the grace
the texture and dewiness
wakes you up
more clear vision
to make a better decision
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Posted: 2008-01-04 20:51:31 UTC |
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