September 14th, 2007

2.5 miles in the rain

I don't want to waste another day
Keeping it inside; it's killing me cuz
All ever want, it comes right down to you.
To you!
I wish that I could find the words to say [Isn't that what we're doing?]
Baby ima tell you every time you leave
I'm inconsolable ["Sol" is pronounced with a short o half the time and a long o the other half, as if the Backstreet Boys have never encountered this word before.]

No Parking

Of course, I'm about to tear the guts out of it and lose 1/4 of the word count, which is what I generally do when I'm halfway through.
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