Friday, January 28, 2011

When the storm hangs overhead...

This storm is hanging overhead, these clouds will not part,
But I have this fire inside to burn them all away,
I'll burn them all away,

This love we had, whether it caused the storm or the fire,
it caused me to burn,
my soul to burn,

Oxygen fuels me,
every breath ignites me,
and every bit of oil added, time after time, only builds me up....

The closer I get to the edge,
the stronger my grip on the ledge,
I wont ever let go...

And when I watch those clouds advancing on me,
When I see their grey, heavy hands hovering over,
I scream out "Do you really love me??"

"Do you really love me?"

The world never says a word....

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