"I'm stuck at the proverbial crossroads
between the future and the past
Standing in a place called Loneliness
how long will this emptiness last ...
I don't like where I am now
it's a dark and dreary hole
It's heavy, suffocating, constricted
and it's raining in my soul"
- It's Raining in My Soul
By Cathy Broaders |
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