Oct 11, 2004 13:42
the eager winter
...fall resists
the rain that's streaming off these steps
havoc for the thoughts i'm having
when the last leaf calls
with the the first snowfall
i'll have nothing to do with all of this
the wind still whistling in my ear
a rumour i refuse to hear
i'll never go home
it's biting
i'm fighting my way down these damp stairs
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the soon to be fluent in italian bella.
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