Friday, November 15, 2013


No more sympathy left.
The amber rose. 
I still feel raindrops cold
On my skin...
And when the wind flows through the trees 
I still feel a sense of peace and sorrow 
That has left this place forever home.
I still feel the goosebumps on my skin 
When I feel the need to cry...
But no tears come out.

The lyrics are perfect.

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