And it's sad, high, over our heads
I can feel it, the sky rainin' on my skin
As if someone was crying, on my shoulder
I walk through the tears, waiting them to stop
'til now, soaked are my bones
Drowning is my heart
and sad is Life.
Oh how ironic.
The end.
31.10.09
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