Gone
Gone like the wind
Through the trees
On a soft summer’s breeze
It was a beautiful day
When that last little part died
Leaving you cold and lonely inside
Comes then stormy weather
Reawakens buried hurt and pain
Inside
A bolt of thunder
Crash of light
Soft rain pours down
On a healed little heart
Gone
No more
Alive
Oct 31, 2011
Oct 31, 2011 at 1:43 PM UTC
Gone
Gone like the wind
Through the trees
On a soft summer’s breeze
It was a beautiful day
When that last little part died
Leaving you cold and lonely inside
Comes then stormy weather
Reawakens buried hurt and pain
Inside
A bolt of thunder
Crash of light
Soft rain pours down
On a healed little heart
Gone
No more
Alive
