Rain is tap-tapping
Against the window pane,
And the keyboard is clack-clacking
Against the thoughts in my brain…
Tap-tap… clackity-clack-clack…
All god-damned fucking day.
Then the cat starts meowing,
And she scratches at my leg,
While the stereo blares something profane,
Like, “I’ll fuck a bitch in the face.”
…Man, I think, I need to get away.
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I think we both need to get away!
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I fucking love the way you write. It sets me free in a kinda way.
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that means a lot. thank you for reading
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