Morning and night
Never a sign of blight
Gloom days showered with light
I shall recall something I was right
Monochrome black and white
Always thought that failure was at sight
Though chances are not wide
My hopes shot higher than kite
And i fought with all my might
Every hope is a key
That grows on the path i see
A road that will set me free
One that looks so misty
Feelings before were nothing but a squall
Countless happiness turned nil
Certainly now i feel totally unwell
Maybe because you're not there, my lovely bell
i broke, badly
Thursday, 21 August 2008
Posted by WC at 2:56 am
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