Jason 17
03-24-2009, 06:42 AM
Even when shown I cannot find
Crumbling the little boy emerges
Hold me he cries
The storm passes
Quietly walking on the path
Looking to be recieved in anothers eyes
Are the wounds ever healed?
I must stand alone before joined
Jason
Crumbling the little boy emerges
Hold me he cries
The storm passes
Quietly walking on the path
Looking to be recieved in anothers eyes
Are the wounds ever healed?
I must stand alone before joined
Jason