Go rain on my parade
Sent me to the abyss
Let my howling be your bliss
You tore me apart
But you cannot thwart
the heart's desire.
Making the passion grow
Filling in the hollow with pixies
Just like what a tinker bell did
I am floating on cloud nine of dreams
Because a heart's desire is stronger
than the ravages you framed in me.
YOU ARE READING
among all other little days
PoetryThere are these feelings we fail to acknowledge. Let's talk about it now, shall we?
