Friday, March 13, 2009

Mornin' rain

It's raining in da cold morning, people runing in the streets..While, a kid walks on the path to school,he wonders,"Like a cold,like a stream of lost souls.." A drop of rain on the head,a drip of blood on his hand. They say, "Go die, to the heaven' sake.." He stops, drop down, ended..
Cold, raininng, bored, bloody in the hands of someone..Which had wrote :
Rain,rain,go away,
Because of you the pain will stay.
Stilt my throat, cut out my heart,
Leave me here, tear it apart. Poison tears stream down my face,
My heart beats at a steady pace.
As I try to stand again;
Alone and standing in the rain. I don't need you anymore...Is what I think while tears pour.
I hate you like I hate my life;
But love is what cuts like a knife. Love is death and death is you;
Its pain stains like a black tattoo.
Those memories come back again
And bind me in the ropes again. Crimson blood streams down my head
Like a long, silk ribbon, tied by a thread,
To a platinum bullet, a hole in my skull... ...Now just a memory that's faded and dull...
While rains pour on my head..
Paused, the world ends within me..

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