the cure
By notesfromjuliet
Mon, 22 Mar 2010
- 697 reads
rain drops fall
as thoughts in your mind
clouds hide away
all the sweet & the kind
you become quite a panic
as you sit alone there
laying out all your fears
all the burdens you bear
sick you become
sick of the mind
wishing to release it all
leave it behind
imaginary tear drops
flutter away from your eyes
but one heart can see them
it knows your diguise
your storm is visible
to their strong loving heart
they can see the rain falling
even in a distance apart
sometimes a person
is the cure for what youve got
for medicine cant give you
the love which theyve brought
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