The Flow

by Charles Wilson   Apr 26, 2006


Tears...
Falling like the rain..
Warm sensation running down my cheecks..
Driping onto my chest..
A love that just may be a secret love..
Hidden from myself..
And you..
I don't know if I can bear the day...
Your last day..
When that day comes..
I will be with you..
I will talk to you
And you'll follow me
Talk to me...

Tears that stream down, exploding upon me..
My tears of love..
To you...

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