Thursday, December 15, 2016

November Rain 7-17-1999

The storm clouds come and shadow me
I long for shelter a safe place to be
I struggle I try I run out of breath
Peace come quickly bring me death

Just then it rains and cleanses my heart
The wonder the joy a new day to start
The storm passes quickly the thunder fades
I hold you and whisper "I'll love you always"

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