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Umbrellas

all my thoughts like rain falling on my face, and hiding my tears should I talk about it? should I use umbrella words to keep myself dry? I don't think that helps lying to yourself to stop the rain when you know you can't you know no one can stop the rain but I'll use the umbrella anyway keeping my face dry, and watching the rain fall around me each drop bursting on the ground my thoughts crashing against the weight of reality putting my umbrella down, I can let them soak into my skin not just hiding my tears, but washing them away I don't think I'm afraid anymore I leave my umbrella in the street I'd rather walk in the rain
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clair-leone
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Aug 27, 2010
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Yay extended metaphor ^_^

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