Written August 19, 2011
Where has my sunshine gone?
The skies just turned gray…
I don’t have an umbrella..
It is going to rain!!
Rain rain rain
I might have to build an arc!
Im not good with tools
Im gonna ******* drown..
Lets hope I can hold on
To something rooted deep within
Hope the current washes away
All this ******* pain
I wonder if the sun will come out afterwards
Maybe ill even get a rainbow
I wont get to ahead of myself though
It just started to sprinkle!
Apr 25, 2012
Apr 25, 2012 at 12:47 PM UTC
Written August 19, 2011
Where has my sunshine gone?
The skies just turned gray…
I don’t have an umbrella..
It is going to rain!!
Rain rain rain
I might have to build an arc!
Im not good with tools
Im gonna ******* drown..
Lets hope I can hold on
To something rooted deep within
Hope the current washes away
All this ******* pain
I wonder if the sun will come out afterwards
Maybe ill even get a rainbow
I wont get to ahead of myself though
It just started to sprinkle!
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