Sunday, February 25, 2007 Rain
Slowly moving on, watching puddles form
The wind blows, the air chills
Darken skies lit the path tonight
Friday, apparently. I'm waiting, for doom or not, I'm not sure. Just hope that the bottles still half full and not half empty. Optimism is the only hope I have right now. Just so tired, and damn I'm heading back to that frigging small island again....tonight.
Tonight, I put myself to sleep again.
Painting the sky grey @ 3:17 PM
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