Some said I was a romantic...
a person driven by delusion...Maybe they were right.
Should I remmember yesterday and smile aways my tears?
Should the rain touch my eyes, or should I let it fall on the black sad umbrella?
My stars are gone, in a cloud
Yours tears stab, my soul
Watching it as it...Dies...
Smiles lock my grief
closing it inside,
Inside where there is no relief
just the end of the ride
Watch the night shine with your own eyes
Watch the stars open the skies
And dont go to sleep...like I did.
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