In light of recent events. Missing You so very dearly.
Hay
There and who listen
There is but empty words falling on a pitcher of ice water
No one who drinks from me and
No feet the flooding in my sea of tears
No fire is extinguished in my greed
No danger
piece of meat is not exposed, nor should it
There is nothing but a halo with no sun in the west
There is no reflections of gray skies that usually wears purple
No eyes that see the pain reach
No one suffers
No more victims for my lust
No more than you and no more sorrow No
else you can die, lose
possible
No way
No
me Alas!
No
-November 2007
0 comments:
Post a Comment