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Apr 2015
It's one in the morning and it's raining outside
can't sleep,
anxiety high
sit on the curb
light a cigarette
watch it burn
watch it die
it's one in the morning and it's raining outside
hear it trickle off the roofs of the homes
sit alone
flick my knife
hear the cars go by
it's one in the morning and it's raining outside
That's alright, when you're wet nobody can see you cry
it's one in the morning and it's raining outside.
Adrianna Perez
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Adrianna Perez  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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