19 June 2007

Tears

Tears run down my face
I mourn for the thing
That never was
I fell like a stone
Through that door
Into the fire
Fierce heat then gone
Senseless loss of something
That maybe was great
Splash of sun
On an otherwise bleak day
Here to tease but no
Tears run down my face
I mourn for the thing
That never was

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