Upon watching the clear blue sky,
What would I feel, if he's alive?
Flying birds, going somewhere else
What would happen, if he stays but where?
Rain is dropping by the ceiling
Just like the tears overflowing
Easy for him to run to the safe
leaving the one he used to shape
Drainage 'nd canals were stucked up,
effect of the disaster's fucked him up.
Too late to mourn, too late to go back,
the one's left now, have Jack
Why expect a rainbow
when he's feeling blue
No one, could turn back time
He has no one now to mine.
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Thoughts to Ponder
AléatoireI wrote this, "Thoughts to Ponder" for myself. Don't expect something from it. If you think I'm referring to you, then think again. - NEGATIVITY AHEAD -
