Post by ~.:Sunfur the Loyal:.~ on Oct 26, 2007 19:45:33 GMT -8
A small river flows to the end of my cheek
dropping off, creating a pool.
The doctor's words echo through my head
It can't be true
It can't be true!
Blond hair falls, covering deep blue eyes
Pools of sympathy and warmth.
It doesn't matter, what does anything matter?!
Part of my heart is gone.
A memory, unbidden springs
From the deep pool of remembrance.
A soft voice cuts through the air,
I'm hearing it again.
Looking at the stars, can I say
That I'll see the world another day?
The last thing she said to me
Cuts through like the sharpest knife
Shattering me, leaving me defenseless
Exposed to the scavengers for pity.
Look at her,
then try to say
How beautiful is the world today
[/sup]dropping off, creating a pool.
The doctor's words echo through my head
It can't be true
It can't be true!
Blond hair falls, covering deep blue eyes
Pools of sympathy and warmth.
It doesn't matter, what does anything matter?!
Part of my heart is gone.
A memory, unbidden springs
From the deep pool of remembrance.
A soft voice cuts through the air,
I'm hearing it again.
Looking at the stars, can I say
That I'll see the world another day?
The last thing she said to me
Cuts through like the sharpest knife
Shattering me, leaving me defenseless
Exposed to the scavengers for pity.
Look at her,
then try to say
How beautiful is the world today
Don't know what brought that on. I guess the whole feel of depression.
