A lonely bridge my soul that is A narrow stream of thought A spinning wheel my mind does peel And there my breath is caught To be alone in search of love Of sheep that go astray I live to love With flowers That float away away A rainy day of sorrow A ghost within itself I'll find the one that feels for me And keep them to myself
TheCrossedNova · Tue Aug 26, 2008 @ 12:08am · 0 Comments |