Friday, December 31, 2010

Like the summer rain
Come and wash away my pain
Tada this is the end of fame,
I know I looked so lame,
Painting my face,
Like a member of the human race.
Let me not fall from grace
Lead me to my temptations
Kill my inclinations
Take me to watch the summer rain.
Wash away my pain
Into the drain
Reviving my life
Killing the strife.

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