Azhure Darkstone
Feb 6th, 2002, 04:39:02 AM
Looking out the window
The rain comes in like tears
Staring out into the street
Where the ground rose to meet your feet
Hear the sound of pattering
The sound of your laughter dissapears
Smelling chlorine in the air
I can see your eyes and hear your voice
touch your face hold you again
And in the dreamings you will stand
We will meet and be glad
For the blood is not an enemy anymore
No more time with hurt and pain
The smell of your last days
Sometimes around this year I can hear
You coming back to us again.
hey i know its corny and dumb, lol.
just..if you think so please dont comment. its meant to let otu some steam .
The rain comes in like tears
Staring out into the street
Where the ground rose to meet your feet
Hear the sound of pattering
The sound of your laughter dissapears
Smelling chlorine in the air
I can see your eyes and hear your voice
touch your face hold you again
And in the dreamings you will stand
We will meet and be glad
For the blood is not an enemy anymore
No more time with hurt and pain
The smell of your last days
Sometimes around this year I can hear
You coming back to us again.
hey i know its corny and dumb, lol.
just..if you think so please dont comment. its meant to let otu some steam .