Thursday, March 13, 2014

New Season




You.... the snow that cries rain
I..... the rain that becomes snow
I find myself covered in drifts of pain
And you, always know
Together we cry our salted tears
You for me....I, for you
We shed the aches we have held for years
They fly off into space, and we are renewed
As the darkened skies above us clear
The tears are burned away in the bathe of the sun
The rain moves on, the snow disappears
A new season of us has begun

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