Thursday, January 22, 2009

Father.-Nov 23,08

"Water gray through the windows
Up the stairs Chilling rain Like an ocean
Everywhere.

Don't want to reach for me do you?
I mean nothing to you
The Little Things Give You Away
And now there will be no mistaking
The levees are breaking
All you've ever wanted
Was someone to truly look up to you
And six feet under water
I do..."
-Linkin Park

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