Rain falls from the blue sky and stains the ground red.
Blood falls from the stained ground and evaporates into hate
"That which falls turns to hate"
"That which flies soon falls"
"That which was loved, is soon hated"
Rain from a blue sky falls.
Rain turns to poison.
"That was was, never will be"
"That which will be, never was"
"That which can be, never tries"
Blood falls like a bomb
It's falls from the blue sky
It falls, to quick to notice
A strike
It releases a poison
From a cobra
To a blood stream
We never know where one thing honestly starts
And where one thing honestly ends.
We guess.
Blue tears stain the sky red...
 xxSoulEmbracedDeathxx · Thu Nov 20, 2008 @ 11:45pm · 1 Comments |
