Thirteen years of silent fears my story unutterable My brazeness came out to speak upon you you act nobly though your not your haughty personality rubs off it rained and your colors bleed thru therefore your not really you You took a prosporous man and made him poor Now he forgot to feed his four I feel the indifference of your sneer Forever more no more fears You presume this man Took his hand and stole the life right out of him He breaths no more my heart is torn He's never home He would never know who his children really are -ida mae v.
wow realy amazing! i realy liked the line where you were talking about how when it rains u can see through there fore its not realy you. very creative! post more!