Aug 1
Soothing chill of her loving arms,
Despair consoles me once again,
Shielding against the acid rains.
Fleeting moments of security,
Sleep will be a sweet release,
When the sun fails to shine.
Despair consoles me once again,
Shielding against the acid rains.
Fleeting moments of security,
Sleep will be a sweet release,
When the sun fails to shine.
