Shut off the outside, hold back the light. Bring in the darkness, for day feels like night. Sorrow so heavy burns in the sun. Keep it in secret, suffer alone.
Shut off the outside, hold back the light. Bring in the darkness, for day feels like night. Sorrow so heavy burns in the sun. Keep it in secret, suffer alone.
Monday, April 5, 2010
The morning dawns cold and rainy. The grey sky mutes the colours of the foerest, the gentle rain blanketing it with a quiet hush. It is peaceful.
