Washed Away, by moondaisy
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It's raining, it's raining,
I'm sailing on falling tears.
A sudden glimpse at the wet window,
Not enought to rid my fears.
Drop by drop, I'm falling,
Washing away any sign of hope.
I'm rolling down this mountain,
A very rock slope.
A sudden flash, a sudden crash
Could make my life stand still.
Clouds cover over my sun,
Yet, they always will. |
Posted: 2011-02-23 21:59:55 UTC |
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