soon there will be nothing the moon will cry silver tears the rain drops now falling black dampening the desolate land
the sun will weep morning tears of hot ember incirciling the world in a lonely waltz
the clouds will fly on not having anywhere to go stuck, in an eternal limbo
there is no life to be found here not even the plants or the birds that once ruled the sky not anymore, now there is nothing.
Ram3n_lov3r13 · Thu Jan 04, 2007 @ 03:12am · 0 Comments |