Built of disgrace

by Alex   Feb 15, 2007


I'm a rain drop stuck in space
I'm a tear drop running down your face
I'm a puddle out of place
I'm filled with grief and built of disgrace

I'm a river pounding on the ground
I'm a thunder storm making no sound
I'm a dark room with no door or light
I'm built of disgrace
And that doesn't feel right

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