11.10.2002

Some moments may grow dark, but rain is a beautiful thing.

I am sleeping between,
craddled somewhere safe,
away from any harm,
though sometimes I still think,
about the warm nights we spent,
i am unperplexed by your carelessness,
sheltered from any impending violations,
my strength's inspiring and expanding,
so let your distaste for me shine in all it's glory,
make it easier for me,
it's never been a struggle,
secluded in my smiles,
I won't let you put the storm in the sky,
everything is more than just fine.

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