The storm has passed
I walk through the ruins once my home...
I thought that love could take me,
A thousand kisses deep...
When they dropped those bombs that day
I ran around everywhere looking for her...
Upon a morning journey
I discovered a beauty so rare...
Can sense the soaring in your heart
The lifting of your spirits...
The humble soldier, upon his demise
In the midst of the mines galore...
Lack of false pride
is truly such a...
It's almost human nature it seems,
To keep all your memories and dreams...
It's about time the ticking clock in my heart
Beats with a rhythm of racing poetic art...
However many years
will scourge or wash you...
I find it hard to think. In my problems I start to...
I can't believe wat i have become,
can't say even my faintest desire...