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Tuesday, July 24, 2007





Tear open the skies

These problems fall to the ground
Mixed with the rain.
They trickle down my face.
I close my eyes.

Now the troubles
Splash beneath my feet,
Distorted in the wake
Halted feet won't weigh out the mistake.
There's a better way
to make it through this storm.

We’ll think of a better way
For us to live day to day.
The city is still gray and yet
There’s still a constant rain.

Tear open the skies.
So that we can rejoice under
The blinding rays of the light.
I open my eyes.

~9Breaker~




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