Bebo

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	Girl in a Storm
	Darker and Darker, now my pallete's running low, and there's so much paint on the canvas that the sky begins to flow, Couldn't make it dark enough for "beauty on the beach", Couldn't form a storm dark enough for the girl always out of reach. Standing there longfully in a picture in my mind, just a prize at the end of a labrynth in a garden I'll never find. To be across the ocean that she faces and stares at all her days, If she is untouchable I may as well be a lost soul beneath the waves. Why did I draw her? Why can't I draw anything else? I think of a world without you somewhere out there and my heart,it melts. You're probably out their now, husband by your side, Ring proudly on your finger...I bet you made such a perfect bride. Smiling at the alter, looking shy and coy..so beautifully self aware, Probably on that beach I drew, sun making your skin glow and wind blowing in your hair, I can see it now...you painting a picture of a man so happy with a wife and child, staring out across the same ocean, with a sunny sky and the wind pleasant and mild. We are the opposite of our drawings of one another, opposite lives, opposite weather, but you think your making me happy..drawing me a perfect life when really I am hanging by a tether Darker and Darker, now my pallete's running low, and there's so much paint on the canvas that the sky begins to flow, Couldn't make it dark enough for "beauty on the beach", Couldn't form a storm dark enough for the girl always out of reach, I will do everything I can my love...to make your good life even better... The End
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