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When You Save, You Refill
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October 2012 When the winds blow loud and rain comes down,
with the electricty long gone, you hear every sound,
this atmosphere is much too like my mind,
quiet enough to hear every memory, rude or kind,
when you wake up the next day, feel like zero,
go walk dogs and come home a hero,
must be just a tree or a down power line,
if a life is at stake i react in a seconds time,
when the tree creaks, snaps and falls,
hits your shoulder and smashes your balls,
just remember you're a hero, no pain,
can only gain you nothing but being insane,
when it rains the night after, still can handle,
still can write with only light from a candle,
thoughts are my music now, her face a constant reminder,
every morning i wake up i want to be a rewinder.
