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by flutterflies May 11, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
On this breathless night, I watched the moon Disappear behind the clouds, Like my hope, crumbling Into misery. And the wind from the west, Blew through the trees, Whispering, singing, To my heart and Talking to my soul. And the rain beating down, Washed the tears from my eyes, As it crashed to the ground, Like my dreams, Tumbling down. And I looked to the stars, As they sparkled and glowed Through the darkness. And I thought to myself, 'There's gotta be more to life'