Miss Clown Pickles
Just another normal human being or so I think...
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Randomness
Why does it sound then…
Like it washes away my fears
Brings those closer, who have been near
In a drenched state, the willows weep
The shards of sorrow though cut me deep
The drops abound and wash them away
They’ve got the heaviness down today..
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