terça-feira, 29 de setembro de 2009

Gray Day

Odd Clouds
Up in the sky
Moving silently
Slow, calmly

Heavy clouds
Gray concrete
Endless rain
Cries in vain

Blind, is rain
Falling down
Raining blood
A birth, a flood

The sun is there
But you can't see
Rain and Clouds
What the sky's meant to be

Written by: Myself


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