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The storm raced past, 
faster than the thoughts 
inside my head, 
too fast... 
I almost didn't notice
though I was standing, 
arms spread, 
with water in my eyes 
as I stared...
and you know best, and you know
that I never really cared.

And that wasn't my parade
that just got trashed, 
it wasn't my delusion
that the high winds smashed...
and I can't bring myself to worry 
about your problems anymore, 
I've got enough to think about.
And frankly, it's a bore.

Sorry, I'm in too good a mood
today to let you get inside
and twist, and poison like you do,
Hell, when this is over, 
I promise that I won't remember you... 
But now, before your image
slips beyond peripheral vision-
there's a comment I must make, 
and a curse for indecision.

That wasn't my parade that
was just washed away with rain...
and it wasn't my intent
that failed because of all your pain.
So if you wouldn't mind, 
please take your hate
and shove it up your ass
at least until the thunderclouds 
and lightning make their peace, and pass.