There are times when we are forced to confront the things in the shadows of our own minds. Like god hitting you over the head.
For me, thats when the rain falls.
As I get older its easier to hide behind a smile, an easy glance or polite comment. Until something happens or someone says something and I calmly hide my response like stained glass, ready to shatter. Thousands of colorful pieces held together with lead...
For me, thats when the rain falls.
As I get older its easier to hide behind a smile, an easy glance or polite comment. Until something happens or someone says something and I calmly hide my response like stained glass, ready to shatter. Thousands of colorful pieces held together with lead...
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