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Jan 2014
i am so far gone
i do not know the difference between your name and a prayer
my words get lost in the wind
in the storm
in your storm
i am ***** from crawling through the mud of your heartbreak
i am aching because your wind always blows the wrong way
i am soaked and i don't know if these are tears or raindrops
i am a wooden cabin and your rain is seeping through the cracks
b g
Written by
b g  holland
(holland)   
697
   Summer Lynn and Delaney Marie
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