11/25/12
It'll be the last time I cry....
I'll keep on walking...
My world is still unchanged...
Rain..;.Thunder....
But this is home...
Home for the dark creatures...
It's a place I call home...
Cause no one seems me....
Only when I invite them into my world...
Would they hear the howls of gales....
With you gone...
My shelter is no more...
But the rain has come to collect me...
So I will continue in this rain...
till my weary knees were to tear...
But if I do become a creature of the night...
do not hate me for what i'll be...
You saw... You felt...
Do not hate yourself for it...
Smile... As how you have...
Now and on...
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Tear's in a hurricane.
posted at 11/25/2012