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run down the windows of my soul
Storms building anew
I wish the sky of my mind would clear
always filled with the cloud of you
I am tired of this weather
clash of hot and cold together
I long for a season of peace, of reason
this equinox of you grows old
I am done seeding your pain
you only give back rain
I give you my light
you take you delight
but your nature will never change

02/14/2005