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by Krystal May 27, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Drops caress my face like a frosty kiss The sky is weeping sinister tears Where’s my fiery bliss The bitter moist is my fears Dark rain is chaotic loveliness Beautiful but not my place Dampens spirits and killing aridness Howling sky hiding the tears on my own face I run to break away from this gloom I run to save myself from death For fire, water is certainly doom Escaping to my world, I breathe flaming breath©Copyright 2005