Sitting at a desk in a brightly lit room,
Surrounded by people, but still so alone...
Fighting a feeling of impending doom;
A chill in the room that cuts to the bone.
...
The sky opens up before your eye
And the rain comes pouring from the sky.
There's an old tree tap-tap-tapping on the door;
It's that tap-tap-tapping you abhor.
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Torn at the seams;
Can't pick myself up.
Lost in my dreams...
But they're all full of lust.
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Lying alone on this cold winter's eve
My thoughts of you seem never to cease.
O, how I long for the feel of your skin!
What I wouldn't give to hear your voice again!
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Seventeen degrees bring a chill into the air.
Seventeen years brought little but despair.
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Seventeen candles burn so bright.
Voices meld together in celebratory song.
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Lightning illuminates the gnarled branches
Of the old tree outside the windowpane
Rain trickles down the glass in clear rivulets
But the storm inside is much worse than out
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You're sitting on the couch, watching TV.
Wishing that you could be watching me.
Wanting me only to exist.
Needing nothing save one last kiss.
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Crimson Raindrops fall
from a Black Sky of regret.
Crimson Tears rain down the
Twisted, Contorted Face of
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Life's catastrophe
Mental apathy
Feeling empty,
Lost, and dazed.
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