Fri, 01/17/2014 - 23:24 -- April L



Blue rain dances;                                                                                                                                                        across my face;                                                                                                                                                            I don't have a chance;                                                                                                                                               as  my tears race all down my face;                                                                                                                            I want to blame you;                                                                                                                                                but in the end I hope you hear me when I say:                                                                                                            " I know I am controlling; I'm sorry. I know I am loud; I try not to be. I know I am crazy; I get it from my friends. Please just always try to love me?"  



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