Oh How I Wish For Soothing Rain

Mar 22, 2010 07:42

Maybe this time, it's better to walk away. I don't want him to hurt anymore. I don't want either of them to.

Yes, it's better this way. I know it'll hurt for all of us, but it will ebb in time. Maybe, someday.. they'll be able to forgive me. Still, I don't deserve it.

No, I don't deserve it. I don't deserve them.

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robert frost

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Unhackable ichi_aoi_tsuki March 22 2010, 22:39:45 UTC
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

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