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another wet day

By to some i am a poet

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as a teardrop explodes, my eye reloads another shot. my mind implodes another plot, twists and pulls itself into a knot. my knuckles are stained white, fists are clenched tight and exist only because of this fight. sun-kissed in the darkness, lost in a place without light. a face without sight. just a disgrace in it's own right. i can't let it bring me down, but there's just nothing i found. nothing around me to get away, so the tears fell on this... another wet day. Written March 21st, 2002 © on Mar 20 2002 10:24 PM PST   0 • 1

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