May 2016
Falling like the rain
Shattered shards of glass
Wiping 'way the pain
Broken by the class.
Steaming like the fire
Stoked by your friends
That dims when need is dire
And leaves you at the end.
Shattered shards of glass
Wiping 'way the pain
Broken by the class.
Steaming like the fire
Stoked by your friends
That dims when need is dire
And leaves you at the end.
