it leaves me no choice but to seek shelter
your voice ~ like thunder without rain
and as I watch the words fall like dry torrents, I silently cry in pain
once you spoke to me like the soft breeze of spring
now you only fling phrases of disgust at my feet
your voice ~ like thunder without rain
and as I watch the words fall like dry torrents, I silently cry in pain
once you spoke to me like the soft breeze of spring
now you only fling phrases of disgust at my feet
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