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Nov 2014
You try to reach me,
But I'm too far gone
And you're not the only one
To try and save me
To get me out of the rain
But I'm drowning in my pain
And there's nothing you can do
Nothing anyone can say
To make want to come in today
I'm just a drifter
I'm already done
I gave up on chasing the sun
I'm grown up now
And the dreams are gone
The illusions that made me carry on,
I've given up hope
And really, so should you
Because there's nothing you can do
To make me want to stay
I'm not coming in today
Please just let me play
In the soft rain
When I said rain I was thinking of addiction. Mine, yours, whoevers. It's very comforting until it gets you sick, and even if you know it's not good for you, you still don't want to leave the comfort.
Lone Wolf
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Lone Wolf
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   Nameless, wordvango and Aggie W
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