Somehow I feel the rain Falling faster, faster Melting away my brain Making intelligence a priority
Somehow I hear your voice Inside this place, I've made my home Telling me to make the choice I so destined was to make
As the rain starts to burn Your voice, it calls to me Telling me that its my turn To stay and fight my battles
Somehow I feel that touch You told me was mine to keep So I cherish it and use as my crutch When life somehow gets harder
Somehow I hear there cry Suffering pain and loss As the children slowely die Entering graves they fear so much
As you touch slowely fades Thre cries haunt my mind A savior, each child craves To save them form untimely death
A child gone, a love lost So much troubled memories For something that seems so crossed To fill our minds with pain
another one i wrote.......please judge if u so desire....... xd
-[Nullified]- · Sun Mar 19, 2006 @ 01:50am · 1 Comments |