i look to the skies above, for understanding and inspiration, but all i see is clouds, raindrops start to fall, peicing my bubble of solitude, i look at the drops in my hand, and watch them melt through my flesh, leaving behind the missing skin, and hole through my soul, my bubble no longer protects me, i am at the rains mercy, letting it do what its meant to do, i keep reminding myself, that tomorrows another day......
Reason for writing:
youd have to ask me if you really wanna know...
Birth sign: Aries
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