December 2009
1 post
The Taste of Tears
In sadness tears spill all the time Regardless, the world is acting fine. So many people with laughing eyes But some just look up to the skies And wish a part of them would leave, Leave them be and let them grieve For times gone by, for years past Just let them go and fly so fast. In happiness tears flow the same With a different taste and without blame. A life of gladness what a thought Where...