DropsI runDrops
Dodging the falling drops Under and between buildings Even with something over my head I cannot remain dry Each drop hits and sends a wave Over and onto my head Soaking myself and my surroundings
Finally
A place where no drops can get in It's a small dark room No windows, just a door I close it tightly I'm finally free from the onslaught Free from the army of the skies But I can hear it Hear the roof trying to give But it remains strong
Still
I can feel myself growing farther away Awa
Devious Journal Entry
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I've got a jar of dirt....I've got a jar of dirt........and guess what's in it!!!!
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I'm a vegetarian... with just a little hint of cannibal. So when i say, " i'll eat your face," i mean it.
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I've got a jar of dirt....I've got a jar of dirt........and guess what's in it!!!!
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I'm a vegetarian... with just a little hint of cannibal. So when i say, " i'll eat your face," i mean it.
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This is where our paths must split,
For I haven't yet the wings to fly with you.
I can only hope for a day, once my wings I have received,
When the winds will cause our paths to cross once more.
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I've got a jar of dirt....I've got a jar of dirt........and guess what's in it!!!!
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