Child

by JHN   Jul 1, 2007


Raindrops fall into my skin.
I remember the times within temptation.
You bestow my heart
But you betray my soul.

To my youngest tears
And to my miserable dearies.
I proclaim my love
Into your beloved son.

I sent this groan to your emotion.
Like looking in the sky
Of our sentimental moment of love.
You're the one in my good reason.

Wrath in myself
But lust can forgive me.
I'm aborted by the past
And abandoned by tomorrow.

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