Morning feels like late afternoon,
Waking up, cold chilling my bones.
No one's at home.
It's quiet, I'm alone.
Raindrops fall fast;
They never last.
Soft music to my ears,
Raining down like tears.
don"t get lost
This is where I store my thoughts.
And my thoughts, of course, are in a complete disarray.
Click on the labels for a more organised reading. =)
© 2007 by Autumn. All Rights Reserved (All Wrongs Reversed)
And my thoughts, of course, are in a complete disarray.
Click on the labels for a more organised reading. =)
© 2007 by Autumn. All Rights Reserved (All Wrongs Reversed)
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