When an old strange tree has lost all its leaves
The wind of shame acclaims its life which leaves.
A girl sits in a horror show and of distress
She want to sleep on him to feel the world in less.
She's like a frail flower shattered in the disgrace
Who will never find again the sunny grace.
Her hand unfearly slowly caressing
The strong skin of her host. She's guessing
All its dark problems without any answers
'cause she has lived them also as all flowers.
If we can't see the light in the sky
It fall a cold rain and birds can't fly.
So she's blending her greatest feeling
With her fellow for stop their bleeding.
Together they can detect the definition
Of their futur where love is in action.
REDEMPTION.
Modifié par Le dipsomane, 22 décembre 2016 - 10:41 .
