# uno.
The rain dances and freefalls from the slate gray of clouds that block out the sunshine
And I’m on my pedastal feeling oh so divine.
I’m looking for euphoria, maybe control, looking to get aquainted with an old friend of mine
On an endless highway, lacking any sign, I keep on searching for something I’ll never find
People come and go, just shadows in the corners of my eyes, firm handshakes, easy smiles……GONE
