Live Splendid and Die Young
Friday, January 12, 2007
Endless Rain
Endless Rain
Days of joy, days of sadness slowly pass me by.
As I try to hold you, you are vanishing before me.
You're just an illusion.
When I am awake, my tears have dried in the sands of sleep.
I'm a rose blooming in the desert.
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