Raindrops are falling
On my window pane
To wake me up this morning
And to force suffer again…
This is knock of doom
Is following me behind.
The walls of my room
Are like a threaten’s kind.
The eyes of someone stare,
I feel them by my skin
And the presence of fear
Will wake my soul up within…
Raindrops exploding in the dark,
The dark of new day is calling.
And the dawn will lug
Behind raindrops’ falling…
Raindrops
© Copyright: Сладкая Кровь, 2007
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