As I sit here in the rain
And think of the things I can't explain
Of the things to come
Of the pain undone
I think of way more than one
But also will it come
When I am done
Will I only feel some
And leave the rest at the end of my run
The pain spared as I drift toward the sun
Will I lose them
Or will they lose me
I thought it to the stem
But still I have to wait and see
I don't know when my time is
Or when when theirs is
But deep down I'm hoping
That them both I'll miss
It will be sarrows innocence kiss
Hearts will be broken
And I fear to feel that open
The only reminder left
Memories token.
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 12:01 PM UTC
As I sit here in the rain
And think of the things I can't explain
Of the things to come
Of the pain undone
I think of way more than one
But also will it come
When I am done
Will I only feel some
And leave the rest at the end of my run
The pain spared as I drift toward the sun
Will I lose them
Or will they lose me
I thought it to the stem
But still I have to wait and see
I don't know when my time is
Or when when theirs is
But deep down I'm hoping
That them both I'll miss
It will be sarrows innocence kiss
Hearts will be broken
And I fear to feel that open
The only reminder left
Memories token.
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