Wednesday, August 27, 2008

raindrops

falling again,
only to the ground
never on your hand
never to be found

stressful week, everyday something to do.
i cant find time to talk to you
but in my mind, each morning is a gift
'cause there's a chance for my heart to lift.

even though our words do not rhyme
i'll make sure everything will be fine
a day will be over in a day or two
even in failure i know we can get through

the sky is dark,
raindrops again embarks
to fall again
but never in your heart
only in the dark
lost, never to be found.


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