see the droplets of the sea
falling through the mirrors
hear them whisper, watch them flee
perceive the soul of the heroes
catch the gleaming tears
for a second hold them fast
they are sharps like shiny spears
have no future and no past
they belong to present
care for no nothing else but fly
they came from heavens desert
on sinful earth do die
see the life of droplets
falling just for you
burning during couplets
becoming tearful dew
13 сен 2013 в 23:14