Sadness rips through your heart.
It didn't end, why did you start?
Crying tears of reddest blood,
pouring out like a crimson flood.
But then the tears go away and
your face cracks a smile again.
The blood is washed away when
your body is cleansed by the rain
Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 12:24 AM UTC
Sadness rips through your heart.
It didn't end, why did you start?
Crying tears of reddest blood,
pouring out like a crimson flood.
But then the tears go away and
your face cracks a smile again.
The blood is washed away when
your body is cleansed by the rain