Pouring with lost love

by Steven   Mar 19, 2005


The day was dark
the sky started to rain
the sky started to pour
pouring down beeds of rain drops
pouring down a thousand knifes
falling right on my heart
falling right into my mind
i couldn't breathe
i couldn't move
i was cover with blades
and with tears of pain
i was lost again
and i was yet again back to where i started
a pouring rain...
with a broken heart...

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