Michelle Winstead


Everything is so dark as I walk through the park
Hearing the rain would mean that I'm sane,
But the rains not there for me
Every time I hear a train or the numbers 7,5,05 come to mind
Knowing what they mean makes me scream
I can't stand this
I want out of this town
Seeing that cross by the tracks makes me want to cry
The numbers 7,5,05 are numbers I hate

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