My Visit From God, by Convalescence
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I am standing here,
in the rain,
and I can hardly get past
all of that pain.
I am standing here,
and I'm all alone.
I begin to cry,
and for once, my tears are shone.
I am standing here,
and the darkness surrounds.
I feel no hope,
and stand on icy ground.
I stand here
and I ask why.
I refuse;
My love won't die.
I am standing here,
in frozen grass.
I'm dizzy now.
I fall at last.
I am laying here,
and see the sky,
then see his face,
and question why.
I talk to him,
and loose my pain.
It begins to pour,
as I stand... in the rain. |
Posted: 2010-01-28 20:35:15 UTC |
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