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Monday, December 11

raincoat

i desperately want someone to come home to...
a last call of the day.

it's that void of loneliness in my life that is driving the sadness to the surface. that which is causing all my forward efforts to be erased by two steps backward everyday.

its hurting me and hurting the people i love. and i don't know how to fix it.

and i've got no one to help me so i have to figure out how to do it alone. which is the source of the problem itself.

-> i need a phone call. i need a raincoat. i need a big love. i need a phone call. these train conversations passing me by. and i don't have nothing to say. you get what you pay for but i just had no intention of living this way. i need a phone call. i need a plane ride. i need a sunburn. i need raincoat. and i get no answers. and i don't get to change. its raining in baltimore baby, but everything else is the same. there are things i remember, things i forget. i miss you, i guess that i should. 3500 miles away.. what would you change if you could? i need phone call. maybe i should buy a new car. i can always hear a freight train baby if i listen real hard. and i wish it was a small world cause i'm lonely for the big towns. i like to hear a little guitar. guess it's time to put the top down. i need a phone call. i need a raincoat. <-cc

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