To look into the blue pools, only to lose my sight. My heart now pounds in fear. I run to excape the night. Blurred by a tear, no reason left to fight. I now see clear, nothing will be right. So lend me your ear, you might want to hear, About the coming light. Somehow we're holding on too tight. Another pier. Another bite. Ever near, yet out of site.
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-03-12 08:53:43
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