Monday, November 29, 2010

Friend.

What does it mean,
when the day is over.
When I get scared
and you wanna walk in the meadow.
You called it the calm before the storm
while I sat by the tree.

I always try to mean what I say,
and I always try to tell you that I'm proud,
but you'd rather not hear a thing.
What'll we do when it snows?

I can't say this makes me proud,
but this is something I know I can do,
and you're doing so much better.

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