Its always at night
coming from out of sight
a scene of a memory born
It starts with a thought
Innocent and wrought
From the depths of a soul
That was torn
Soon a chill up the spine
A heart strumming with time
Sends a racing through
Fragile blue veins
With mind flooded and full
The shock starts to dull
But continues, still falling,
The rains
An expression of grief
Pictures disbelief
The agony behind the eyes
And a feeling of lone
Is screaming the tone,
The continous shudder of lies
coming from out of sight
a scene of a memory born
It starts with a thought
Innocent and wrought
From the depths of a soul
That was torn
Soon a chill up the spine
A heart strumming with time
Sends a racing through
Fragile blue veins
With mind flooded and full
The shock starts to dull
But continues, still falling,
The rains
An expression of grief
Pictures disbelief
The agony behind the eyes
And a feeling of lone
Is screaming the tone,
The continous shudder of lies

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