Aug 5, 2013

Stand by me, my friend

Endure, this sunless morning of monsoon

I wonder if it was you in my dreams
When the night for me, was starkly solitary

As the day precipitates to nothingness,  
As the wind billows with tearful anguish,
Whisper soulful words to my heart
Slip your hands through my own

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