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Old October 1st, 2005, 10:18 PM  
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Staring at your reflection is the best way to pass my time.
I daze into the puddle and see someone that isnt me.
I continue looking at the same figure, like its changing continuosly.
The figure just keeps corroding as the light is beginning to fade.
Soon the background turns to mush, as the car splashes the puddle into my face.
With only my rain jacket on, I stand here and wait.
Whats the matter with this picture?
Where did the rain belong?
Must it continue to pour over my head,
before I have the chance to be strong?
and why has mafic colors continued to remain in the sky?
Will this all stop when every tear in my eye...
runs dry?
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