I waited through the tears.
In vain.
My soul's fears
Made this rain.
I hate my heart,
It is too warm.
All time I'm guard
The cruel storm.
But now I hope,
It's happy weel.
And I will cope
With all I feel...
17.04.2011
In vain
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