drums

the rain…
my heart…

there are forces at play
-no control
-the beating of my heart//
-the rain
-in a rythm

the intensity of this
takes me back.
(my heart beating)
(the rain pounding)

a cold day in september.

6000 reasons to let go
one reason to stay.
(so much)
this is more than i wanted

(more)
but not enough.
please.
say to me…
show me…
make me believe what i need
so despertly to believe.
” i came to find you ”

on a cold day in september
always the rain.

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