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Gray Days

DARK CLOUDS ARE ROLLING , TO MAKE MY DAY TERRIFIC, NO NOT TERRIFIC, BUT TERRIBLE RAIN POURS DOWN AND THE LGIHTING CRACKS AS THE THUNDER ROLLS AND SHAKES ME UP GRAY SKIES FILL WITH FEARS AND TEARS RATTLE MY FRAGILE MINDSET THE BOOMING BOMBARDS ME AND I SCREAM AND I HUG MY STEERING WHEEL AND DRIVE ON I SHOULD HAVE STAYED HOME IN BED WITH SOMEONE I LOVE,SOMEONE WHO WOULD LOVE ME OR MAKE LOVE TO ME,SWEETLY GENTLY, OFF SETTING MY FEARS OF THE STORM THAT RAGES ON OUTSIDE MY MIND BUT COLLEGE WON'T WAIT AND WORK DEMANDS I LEAVE MY FEARS BEHIND THE LIGHTNING FLASHED AND THE THUNDER ROLLS ME OVER BRING ME SUNSHINE BRING ME BLUE SKIES I SCREAM BUT MY ANSWER IS ONLY CRACKS OF LIGHT AND BOOMS OF THUNDER AS I SIT IN CLASS COFFEE AT HAND THE GRAY SKIES KEEP COMING AND THE DAY ROLLS ON AGIAN.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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