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Three Ay-Em

Posted by Ennosuke Ajibana on Tuesday, March 04, 2008
She say it's cold outside and she hands me my raincoat. She's always worried about things like that. She says it's all gonna end and it might as well be my fault.And she only sleeps when it's raining and she screams and her voice is straining...

She says, "Baby, it's 3 am, I must be lonely". When she says "baby", well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes. She says the rain's gonna wash away, I believe it...

She's got a little bit of something, God, it's better than nothing. And in her color portrait world she believes that she's got it all. She swears the moon don't hang quite as high as it used to. And she only sleeps when it's raining and she screams and her voice is straining...

She believes that life is made up of all that you're used to. And the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days, and days. She thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway... But outside it's stopped raining.


For how long can I hide the fact that her condition will always wrap me in a very worried state? Haven't got the strength to ask her about her illness. And, will I keep that promise not to attend her funeral?

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